I am convinced that what he said is "good luck!" I hope not. I fucking hope not. I never tell anyone myself.
"Good luck!" If you think about it carefully, you will find this statement really terrible.
third segment
You've probably never seen a better liar than me in your life. It's terrible to say. Even if I go to the store to buy groceries
Chi, if someone met me on the road and asked me where I was going, I might say to go to the opera. It's terrible. So even though I ... ...
I told old Spencer to go to the gym, but that was a complete lie. I don't even need my damn exercise.
The furniture is in the gym.
When I was in Pencey, I lived in the "Ausenberg Memorial Hall" in my new dormitory. Only junior high school students and senior high school students live there.
I am a junior high school student. My roommate is a high school student. This lent is named after the alumnus Orsenberg who graduated from Pencey.
Yes After leaving Pencey, he made a fortune in the funeral home business. He has no funeral homes and morgues in all parts of the country, only you.
Five dollars can bury your family. You really should meet old Olsenberg. He may have just put the body in.
Put it in a sack and throw it into the river. Anyway, he gave Percy a lot of money and they gave him our new loan.
Name naming. In the first football match of this year, he came to school in a big fucking Cadillac, and we
Everyone should stand in the stands and give him a "locomotive"-that is, come on. The next morning,
He talked with us in the church for ten hours. He told 50 vulgar jokes from the beginning.
We proved what an interesting figure he is. That's really something. Then he told us that whenever he had any difficulties, he went from.
Are you afraid to kneel down and pray to God?
He taught us to pray to God and talk to him about everything no matter where we are. He taught us to answer.
We should regard Jesus as our good friend. He said he talked to Jesus all the time, even while driving.
Wait a minute. I really hurt my stomach by laughing.
I can imagine how this fake bastard pushed the gear to first gear and asked Jesus to drive more private cars.
Give him a small check.
The focus of his speech was in the middle. He told us how great and outstanding he was.
Suddenly, Ma Sala sitting in the row in front of us suddenly farted. It's really outrageous to do such a thing, especially
It was in the church, but it was also very interesting. Old Sarah, he almost didn't lift the roof. It can be said that almost no one laughs.
Forget it, old Olsenberg still pretended not to hear at all, but the principal, old Sui Mo, was also on the podium, sitting next to him.
Edge, you can see that he has heard. Hey, how hard it is for him. He didn't say anything at that time, so he asked me the next night.
The students gathered in the big classroom of the office building for compulsory courses, and he gave a speech on the stage himself. He said that the man who disturbed the order of the church
Students don't deserve to study in Percy. We wanted old Sarah to fart again when old Suymo gave a speech, but he
I'm in a bad mood and can't let go. Anyway, that's where I live.
The old Ausenberg Memorial Hall, in the new dormitory.
Leaving old Spencer's home and going back to my own room, I felt another comfort, because everyone went to the ball game and the room was right.
It makes people feel warm and comfortable to turn on the heating. I took off my coat and tie, unbuttoned my collar and put it on.
I bought that hat in new york that morning. It's a red hunter's hat with a very long duck tongue. I found that since
Just after I lost those damn swords, I saw this hat in the window of that sporting goods store
Son, it only cost one yuan. Turn the duck tongue behind your head when you wear it-it's tacky, I admit, but
I like to dress like this. I look beautiful like this. Then I took out the book I was reading and sat in the chair.
There are two chairs in each room. I took one, and my roommate told him to take the other. Uneven handrails
Yes, because everyone is sitting on the armrest, but these chairs are really comfortable to sit on.
The book I read was borrowed by mistake from the library. They gave me the wrong book, and I found it when I returned to my room. They gave it
I have read Africa. I thought it was a bad book, but it wasn't. It's good. I don't have a good education, no.
I have read many books. My favorite writer is my brother DB, followed by Lin. Shortly after I entered Pencey, my brother
My brother gave me a book written by Ladner as a birthday present.
There are several very bizarre short plays in the book, and there is also a short story about how a traffic policeman fell in love.
A very beautiful girl who always drives fast. It's just that the police are married and can't marry her anymore.
Yes Later, the girl died in a car accident because she always drove fast. This story really fascinates me. What's my favorite book?
This species is unique in at least some ways. I have seen many classic works, such as The Return of the Native, and I like them very much. I saw it, too
I have read many war novels and detective novels, but I can't see anything. What's really interesting is that kind of book, after you finish reading it.
Later, I hope the writer who wrote this book is your best friend. You can call him at any time as long as you are happy. Unfortunately, this
There are not many kinds of books. I don't mind calling it Isaac Donaldson. And Lin Kidner, but DB told me.
Said he was dead. Take Mao Mu's "Human Chains" as an example. I read this book last summer. That's good.
This book, but after reading it, you never want to call Mao Mu again. I don't understand. It's just that some people like him, but I just don't.
Willing to call him. I'd rather be Thomas Hardy. I like Eustacia pie.
Well, I put on my new hat and began to read what I saw in Africa. I have finished reading this book long ago, but I want to put it
Look at some more parts. I only read three pages when I heard someone lift the curtains in the shower room. I don't have to look up
Look, you can tell who's here. That's Robert Akel, the guy who lives in the room next to me. In our lent.
In the room, there is a shower between every two rooms. Old acle always comes to see me eighty-five times a day. Except me,
I'm afraid he was the only one in the dormitory who didn't go to the ball game. He hardly goes anywhere. He is a very eccentric guy. He is a
A senior high school student, who studied in Panxi for four years, was called "acle" by everyone, but never by his name. Even share a room with him.
Herb Gail, who lives here, never calls him "Bob" or even "Ake". If he gets married in the future, I'm afraid even his own lover
Grandma will call him "acle". He is a tall man with round shoulders, almost six feet four inches tall.
My teeth are filthy as hell. I never saw him brush his teeth once when he was next door to me.
Those teeth look like moss and are horribly dirty. If you see him chewing mashed potatoes.
Peas or something, it will make you fucking sick. Besides, his face is covered with pimples. Unlike most people.
Like, grow a few on your forehead or cheeks, but all over your face. Not only that, he has a bad personality. He is also a man.
Almost obscene. To be honest, I really don't like him.
I could feel him standing in the shower behind my chair, peeking at Strede to see if he was in the room. Tabashi
Trenta hates his guts. As long as he is in the house, he never goes in. He hates almost everyone.
Go ahead.
He came down from the bath and walked into my room. "Alas," he said. He always sighs like this, as if he were exhausted.
Bored or extremely tired. He doesn't want you to think he's here to see you or anything. He always makes you think.
He went the wrong way and ran into it, God knows!
"Alas," I said, but I still didn't look up at my book. When you meet someone like acle, you
If you stop reading and hold your head up, you are finished. You'll finish it anyway, but if you don't lift it right away,
At first glance, it won't be finished so soon.
As usual, he began to stroll around the room, walking slowly, and took it out of your desk or chest of drawers.
Look at your personal things. He always picks up your personal belongings and watches. Hey, he really scares you sometimes.
"How was the sword fight?"
He said. His purpose is to prevent me from reading and enjoying. He is not interested in fencing.
..... How? "Did we win, or what?" He said.
"Nobody wins," I said. But I still haven't picked it up.
"What?" He said. Anyway, he always wants you to say it twice.
"Nobody wins," I said. I stole a look to see what he was rummaging about in my chest of drawers. He is looking at one.
This is a photo of a girl named Sally Hayes, who often went out with me when I was in new york. Ever since I got it
After that damn photo, he picked it up and looked at it at least five thousand times. Every time he finished reading it, he never put it back. He is the reason.
I'm going to do this. You can see.
"Nobody wins," he said. "How is that possible?"
"I left all the bastards like swords on the subway." I still didn't look up at him.
"On the subway, dear! You mean, you lost them? "
"We took the wrong subway. I am old enough to stand up and look at the damn map on the carriage. "
He came over and the crispy skin blocked my light. "Hey," I said, "I read the same sentence after you came in.
Twenty times. "
Everyone can hear the meaning of this fucking sentence except acle. But he can't hear you. "They will call you lose money.
Really? "He said.
"I don't know, I don't fucking care. Why don't you sit down or walk away, acle boy? You fucking piece
Turn off my light. He doesn't like being called a "bad boy". He always told me that I was a fucking child because.
Because I'm only sixteen and he's eighteen. When I call him "tentacle boy", he goes crazy.
He still stood there motionless. He is that kind of person. The more you tell him not to block the light, the more he stands still. he
Finally, he will walk away, but when you talk to him, he walks slowly. "What the fuck are you looking at?" He said.
"A fucking book."
He pushed my book back with his hand and looked at the title. "okay?" He said.
"The sentence I am reading is really terrible." As long as I am in a good mood, I am also good at irony. But he's a little
I can't hear you either. He paced up and down the room again and picked up all my personal belongings with Stella. Finally,
I left that book underground. You can't read with someone like acle by your side. It's impossible.
I leaned back and watched how happy old acle was in my room. I came back from my trip to new york and felt a little.
I was tired and began to yawn. Then I started laughing and playing. Sometimes I often make fun of myself, so that I won't feel bored.
Angry. What I did was turn the duck tongue of my hunter hat to the front and pull it down to cover my eyes. therefore
When I came, I couldn't see anything. "I think I'm going blind," I said in a very hoarse voice. "My dear.
Dear mother, everything here is so dark. "
"You're crazy. I can swear to God, "acle said.
"Dear mom, give me your hand. Why don't you give me your hand! "
"God, don't be so childish."
I began to grope forward like a blind man, but I didn't stand up. I kept saying, "dear mom, what are you doing?"
Why don't you give me your hand? I'm just kidding. Naturally, doing so sometimes makes me feel very determined. and
Say, I know this will make acle anxious as hell. He always causes my sadism. I am often cruel to him. but
Finally, I stopped being funny. I'd better turn my duck tongue behind my head and have a rest.
"Whose is this!" Acle said. He picked up my roommate's knee pads and showed them to me. Acle, this guy took everything.
Get up and have a look.
He even wants to take a look at your nakedness. I told him it was Strede's. So he went to St.
Radleta threw it on the bed. He took it out of five drawers in his street and threw it on the bed.
He came and sat on the arm of a chair in his street. He never sits in a chair. Always sitting on the armrest. "What?
Damn, where can I buy this hat? "He said.
"new york."
"How much is it?"
"One Piece."
"You were fooled." He began to pick up his nails with a matchstick. That's ridiculous. His teeth are always dirty.
No, his ears are filthy, but he always picks his nails. I think he may think so, he will
He became a very clean young man. He scratched his nails and glanced at my hat again. "In our hometown, so wear.
"For God's sake, a hat like this can kill deer," he said. "This is the hat you wear when you shoot deer."
"Fuck you." I took off my hat and looked at it for a while. I also closed one eye, as if aiming at him.
"This is a beating hat," I said. "I wear it and hit people with a gun."
"Does your family know that you have been fired?"
I don't know.
"Strede, where the hell is he?"
"Go and watch the ball. He has an appointment with his girlfriend. " I yawned. I yawned all over. This room is fucking.
It's too hot. It makes people sleepy. In Percy, you either freeze to death or die of heat.
"Great street," Acre said. "-hi. Lend me your scissors for a while, will you
Become? Is it convenient to take it? "
"No, I'm ready. On the top of the closet. "
"Can you lend me for a while?" Acle said. "I have a stinging nail on my finger, and I want to unscrew it."
He doesn't care if you put your things away and put them on the top of the wardrobe. I have no choice but to give it to him.
I almost gave up my life when I took it away. I just opened the door of the closet and there was his tennis racket-attached to wood.
A photo frame or something-it fell right on my head. I only heard a loud noise, and it hurt like hell. But happy old acle, he.
Shit, I almost died, too.
He began to laugh with his extremely high fake voice. I took down my suitcase and brought him scissors. He always laughed.
Keep walking. Things like this-someone has a stone on his head or something-always make acle laugh. "Do you really?
"Fucking humorous, clever boy," I said to him, you know? "I handed him the scissors." Let me do it.
Be your backstage boss. I can send you to the fucking radio station. "I sat in a chair again.
He began to nail nails that looked thick and hard. "Do you mind using this table?" I said. "Give me the hinge on the table.
How's the baby? I don't want to step on your claw nails barefoot tonight. "
But he is still hinged to the floor. No manners at all. I am telling the truth.
"Who is Stella de Letayo's girlfriend?" He said. He always asks who is Strade Letayo's girlfriend.
Although he hates Strede, kill him.
"I don't know. Why? "
"Don't do it. Hey, I can't stand that son of a bitch. That son of a bitch really drives me crazy. "
"He is very cute. You love him to death. He told me that he thought you were a fucking prince, "I said. When I'm funny
Hou, people often call it "princes". This will make me happy.
"He always puts on a condescending attitude," Akel said. "I really can't stand that son of a bitch, you.
I can see him-""Can you nail your nails on the table? Hey? "I said." I have told you about fifty.
""He always puts on a fucking condescending airs, "Akel said." I even think that son of a bitch.
Insufficient intelligence. He thinks he is very clever. He thinks he is probably the most-""ACLE! Oh, my God, what are you?
Can you nail your claw nails on the table? I've told you fifty times. "
For a change, he began to hammer nails on the table. Only when you yell at him will he do as you say.
Go ahead.
I looked at him for a while. Then I said, "I know why you hate Strede and killed him. That's because of him."
Tell you to brush your teeth occasionally. Although he shouted loudly, he didn't mean to insult you. He spoke in the wrong way, but he didn't mean to.
Insult you. He means that if you brush your teeth occasionally, you will look better and feel more comfortable. "
"Why don't I brush my teeth. Don't give me this set. "
"No, you don't brush your teeth. I don't think you brush your teeth, "I said.
But I didn't mean to embarrass him. Having said that, I still feel a little sorry for him. I mean, if someone says you don't brush your teeth,
Teeth, that is naturally not a very pleasant thing. "Strede, he is not bad. "I, he is not too bad.
Go ahead. "You don't know him, that's the problem."
"I still want to say that he is a son of a bitch. He is an arrogant son of a bitch. "
"He is really conceited, but he is also generous in some things. He has, "I said. "Look.
For example, Strade wears a tie. When you see it, you will love it. For example, you like the tie he wears very much-
I am just giving an example. Do you know what will happen to him? He might take it off and send it to you.
He will. Otherwise-do you know what will happen to him? He'll put a tie on your bed or something.
But he'll give you that damn tie. I'm afraid most people just-""Damn it, "Akel said. "If I have.
With his money, I will do the same. "
"No, you won't." I shook my head. "No, you won't, clever boy. If you have his money,
You will be the biggest-""Don't call me a bad boy again, damn it. I am old enough to be your fool.
The father of the account. "
"No, you can't." Hey, he can be really annoying sometimes. He never misses an opportunity to let you know that you are sixteen.
He is eighteen years old. "First of all, I will never let you into my fucking house," I said.
"Well, as long as you don't always yell at me-"Suddenly, the door opened and old Strede rushed into the room.
Come on, you look in a hurry. The other one is in a hurry. In his view, everything is a big deal. He came like him.
Shit, slap me in both faces like a joke-this behavior is really ridiculous sometimes. "Listen.
"Listen," he said, "are you going out tonight? "
"I don't know. I might go out. What the fuck is going on outside-it's snowing? " His coat was covered with snow.
"yes. Listen. If you're not going anywhere, can you lend me your dog tooth tweed coat? "
"Who won?" I said.
"It's only half a game. We won't watch it, "Strede said. "That's not funny, what are you wearing tonight?
That dog tooth coat? My gray flannel is covered with dust. "
"I don't want to wear it, but I don't want you to stretch your shoulders so big," I said. We are almost the same height,
But his weight is almost twice as much as mine. His shoulders are very wide.
"I won't stretch my shoulders." He hurried to the closet. "Hello, son, acle?" He and acle.
Go ahead. Strede. He's a good man. It's a little fake, but at least he will meet acle.
Say hello or something.
He said, "How are you, son?" Acle seems to have snorted. He won't answer him, but he doesn't have the guts to hum.
No hum. Then he said to me, "I think I should go." Goodbye. "
"All right," I said. People like him leave you and go back to his room. You'll never break your heart for him.
Old Strede started to take off his coat and tie. "I want to shave right away," he said. He is a bearded man.
Son. He is.
"Where's your girlfriend?" I asked him.
"She is waiting for me in the side room." He walked out of the room with toiletries and towels under his arm, without even wearing a shirt.
He always runs around naked because he thinks he has a big fucking body. His physique is really big,
I have to admit.
Section iv
I had nothing to do, so I went to the bathroom to chat with him while he was shaving. It's just the two of us in the bathroom because
The whole school is still watching the ball game outside. It's terribly hot indoors, and the windows are covered with steam. Near the wall, there is a washbasin, about
About ten. Strade said he used the one in the middle, so I sat on the washbasin next to him and started playing that one.
The cold water tap is turned on and off-this is a morbid hobby of mine. Strade gave him a shave and blew "Indian"
The song of whistle. He whistles loudly, but the tune is almost never right, and he always chooses those.
No matter how good Whistler is, he can't play good songs, such as india song or 10 Highway Massacre. He can really put
A song is played at sixes and sevens
Remember when I said that acle's personal habits were sloppy?
Strede is the same, but in a different way. Strede: He's sloppy in private. He always looks good.
Yes, this is his street. But let's take an example. You can look at the razor he uses to shave. The razor is rusty.
Like a piece of rotten iron, covered with soap bubbles, beard and other dirty things. He never cleans his razor. He is well dressed.
After that, his appearance is quite beautiful, but if you know him as well as I do, you will know that he is a slob in private. he
He dresses up beautifully because he is madly in love with himself. He thinks he is the most beautiful in the western hemisphere.
That man. He's beautiful.-I admit it. But he is that kind of handsome man, that is to say, your father.
If mother sees his picture in the yearbook, she will immediately say, "Who is this child?" -I mean.