06-A THICK-HEADED FURBRAIN

A THICK-HEADED FURBRAIN I headed home. I had to find out what was going on. A crowd of rodents was waiting in front of my mouse hole. "There he is! That's him!" I heard them shout. Oh, no. They must have seen the posters of me and the Flusher Rat. Maybe they wanted to ask me about toilet paper. A reporter stuck a microphone under my snout. "Mr. Stilton, I am Colin Chattermouse from Mouse TV. Do you really believe that watching TV is better than reading a book?" he asked. "Cheese niblets!" I squeaked. "That's ridiculous! Why would I, geronimo

我回家了。 我得弄清楚到底发生了什么。 一群啮齿动物在我的老鼠洞前等着。 “他在那儿!”这是他!”我听见他们喊叫。 哦,不。他们肯定看到我和冲水鼠的海报了。 也许他们想问我卫生纸的事。 一个记者把麦克风塞到我鼻子下面。 “斯蒂尔顿先生，我是老鼠电视台的科林·喋喋不休的老鼠。 你真的相信看电视比读书更好吗?”他问道。 “奶酪的玉米!”我发出“吱吱”的响声。 “这简直是可笑!我为什么要这么做，杰罗尼莫

stilton, say such a thing? I am the publisher of The Rodent's Gazette, the most popular paper in New Mouse City. I am a best-selling author, Only an IGNORANT, IWTERATE. INCOMPETENT, THICK-HEAOED FURBRAIN would say something so foolish!" But before I could go on, the reporter waved a newspaper under my snout. "Then how do you explain this?" he challenged. I gasped, The front page showed a picture of me holding a remote control in one paw. In the other paw, I held up a garbage can. It was filled with books! STILTON SAYS, "BOOKS ARE FOR BABIES, TELEVISION IS OUR FRIEND!" the headline read. Just then, the phone rang. I picked it up. I shouldn't have. The rodent on the other end gave me some horrible news. I was being

斯蒂尔顿，你这么说? 我是《啮齿动物公报》的发行人，这是新老鼠城最受欢迎的报纸。 我是一个畅销书作家，只是一个无知的，不懂的人。 无能的、厚脸皮的毛脑会说出这么愚蠢的话!”但我还没来得及说下去，记者就在我鼻子底下挥舞着一张报纸。 “那你怎么解释这个?”他质疑道。 我倒吸了一口气，头版上有一张我单爪握着遥控器的照片。 另一只爪子，我举起了一个垃圾桶。 里面装满了书!斯蒂尔顿说:“书是给婴儿看的，电视是我们的朋友!” 就在这时，电话响了。 我把它捡起来。我不该这么做的。 电话那头的老鼠告诉了我一个可怕的消息。 我一直在

kicked out of the Press Club. "No respectable newspapermouse would throw away books!" he snorted. "But I didn't do it!" I tried to protest. Still, it was too late. I was listening to a dial tone. The Press Club had hung up on me and my membership! Un-be-ieva-ble!

被赶出记者俱乐部 “没有哪个体面的报鼠会把书扔了!”他哼着鼻子说。 “但不是我干的!”我试图抗议。 但是，一切都太晚了。我在听拨号音。 记者俱乐部挂了我的电话，取消了我的会员资格!Un-be-ieva-ble !