AS CHINA, in the new year, confidently goes about the business of becoming prosperous - signing joint ventures, stuffing red envelopes, seeking out new markets abroad - its people will be waiting for that telltale music, the suddenly omnipresent dirge thatmeans someone important has died.
They will stop whatever they are doing, hold their breath, and listen for the name.
It might be any of the six remaining ''eight immortals'', Long March veterans whose revolutionary careers stretch back almost 75 years, and who came together one last time in 1989 to impose their collective will on the Chinese people.
Perhaps it will be Mr Chen Yun, the staunch advocate of central planning criticised as a ''rightist'' before the Cultural Revolution and as a ''leftist'' afterward.
Or Mr Peng Zhen, the former mayor of Beijing who used the platform of China's rubber-stamp Congress during the 1980s to rail against decadent Western ideas. It might even be Yang Shangkun, the ambitious general whose military empire-building was abruptly halted earlier this year.
A more likely candidate than the still-robust Yang, however, is China's 88-year-old ailment-prone patriarch. All the qigong masters in China cannot forever postpone the official announcement, perhaps in 1993, that ''Comrade Deng Xiaoping has left this world''.