7 THE MORGUE THE MERRIER

CHAPTER 7 THE MORGUE THE MERRIER Alexander tugged open the big metal door and peeked into a cold, windowless room. The walls were lined with little square doors. Most of the doors were open, with long metal slabs sticking out like tables. Alexander's new classmates were using these slabs as desks. The class grew silent as Alexander stepped into the room.

第七章停尸房快乐的人亚历山大拉开那扇巨大的金属门，向一间冰冷的、没有窗户的房间里窥视。 墙上排列着正方形的小门。 大多数门都开着，长长的金属板像桌子一样伸出来。 亚历山大的新同学用这些石板当课桌。 亚历山大走进教室时，全班鸦雀无声。

"WHO DARES ENTER THE FORBIDDEN CHAMBER?" boomed a loud voice. One of the square doors in the back of the room shuddered and then burst open. "AHHH!" Alexander screamed. A grinning man had popped out of the hatch. "Ha! Just kidding! Welcome! I'm Mr. Plunkett!" He wore a pink-and-orange flowery shirt, green pants, and purple shoes. Mr. Plunkett wrote ALEXANDER BOPP on the board. Then he plopped a pointy hat onto Alexander's head. "Why don't you introduce yourself?"

“谁敢进入禁闭室？”一个响亮的声音吼道。 房间后面的一扇方门抖动了一下，然后猛地打开了。 “啊!”亚历山大尖叫。 一个咧着嘴笑的人从舱口蹦了出来。 “哈!只是开个玩笑!欢迎光临!我是普朗基特先生！”他穿着一件粉橙相间的花衬衫，绿色的裤子和紫色的鞋子。 普伦基特先生在黑板上写了ALEXANDER BOPP。 然后他啪的一声把一顶尖尖的帽子戴在亚历山大的头上。 “为什么不介绍一下你自己呢？”

NEW KID Pointy cap Covered in dust Fake smile Normal shoe Froggy boot "Um, hi, I'm new and it's great to meet you and my dad is a dentist and we just moved to Stermont yesterday and, um—" Alexander said, way too fast. The classroom door swung open with a big jerk. Rip Bonkowski barged into the room.

“嗯，你好，我是新来的，很高兴见到你，我爸爸是牙医，我们昨天刚搬到斯特蒙特，嗯——”亚历山大说得太快了。 教室的门猛地开了。 瑞普·邦考斯基冲进了房间。

RIP BONKOWSKI Spiky hair Square-ish head Fake tattoos Missing teeth Baby teeth? Or did he lose them in a fight? "Who's the weenie?" Rip asked, staring at Alexander. "Now, Rip," said Mr. Plunkett. "Is it a good idea to call someone a 'weenie'?" Mr. Plunkett turned to the class. "Remember what we talked about in our writing unit! You can call anyone a weenie— so boring!" He winked at Alexander. "If you're going to give someone a nickname, make it count!"

RIP BONKOWSKI尖尖的头发方形的头假纹身缺牙乳牙？ 还是他在打架时丢的？ “那个胆小鬼是谁？”瑞普盯着亚历山大问道。 “好了，里普，”普伦基特先生说。 “称某人为‘weenie’是个好主意吗？”普伦基特先生转向全班同学。 “还记得我们在写作单元里说过的话吗？”你可以叫任何人‘ weenie ’——太无聊了！”他对亚历山大使了个眼色。 “如果你要给别人起个外号，那就别忘了！”

Alexander's mouth dropped open. "Let's see...." Mr. Plunkett studied Alexander. "Notice his silly frog boot. This guy clearly loves slimy green things!" He crossed out Alexander's name and wrote SALAMANDER SNOTT beneath it. "There!" he said. The class broke into laughter. Alexander tore off his hat. "Unbelievable!" he snapped. Everyone stopped laughing. "A lousy nickname already? This whole day has been a joke!" Alexander gritted his teeth. "I've been lost, yelled at, crushed by bricks and attacked by monsters!" He held his hands up like claws. "Huge, ugly, terrible, walking balloon goons!"

亚历山大张大了嘴。 “让我们看看……”普伦基特仔细研究了亚历山大。 “注意他的笨蛙靴。 这家伙显然喜欢黏糊糊的绿色东西！”他划掉了亚历山大的名字，在下面写上了蝾螈·斯诺特。 “那里！”他说。全班哄堂大笑。 亚历山大扯下他的帽子。 “难以置信！”他厉声说。 大家都停止了笑。 “一个讨厌的绰号？” 这一整天都是个笑话！”亚历山大咬紧牙关。 “我迷路了，被人骂过，被砖头砸过，被怪物袭击过！”他像爪子一样举起双手。 “巨大的、丑陋的、可怕的、会走路的气球暴徒！”