Emergency distress call

Author: Feng Jicai
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Publish Date: 2003-01-01
Features: In that year, I didn't write any novels and was constantly rushing, urging, writing articles, and talking with various related people to launch the rescue of China's intangible cultural heritage. I kept dialing 120 for folk culture—making urgent calls for help. However, once, at a meeting, when I spoke about the importance and urgency of rescuing folk culture, I was struck down. I remember I spoke with great passion, my blood boiling. Honestly, I hoped the leaders on the platform would be moved by my words. But as I spoke on, I glanced over and saw the two leaders whispering to each other, completely ignoring me. Their faces were smiling, as if something secret had made them extremely happy. My heart sank; who was I dialing 120 for? Who was I calling for help? Was I a bit like "Wuxun"?