12 FLOP QUIZ

CHAPTER 12 FLOP QUIZ Rip. how come you don't like Nikki?" Alexander asked. "She's weird!" Rip slammed his locker shut. "She's always by herself, she wears that dopey hoodie... and now she's following us around!" Rip looked at the floor. "But that's not the worst part." Alexander raised an eyebrow. "No?" "No, Salamander," Rip said. "Last week, that girl crossed the line. The lunch line. There was one dish of Jell-O left... and she took it! Right in front of me!"

第十二章翻牌测验。你为什么不喜欢妮基？”亚历山大问。 “她很奇怪!”里普砰地关上了他的储物柜。 “她总是一个人，穿着那件傻乎乎的连帽衫…… 现在她跟着我们到处跑！”瑞普看着地板。 “但这还不是最糟糕的部分。” 亚历山大扬起眉毛。 “没有吗?”“不，蝾螈，”瑞普说。 “上周，那个女孩越界了。 排队吃午饭。还剩下一盘果冻。 她把它拿走了！就在我面前！”

Alexander laughed. "You're mad because of a little blob of Jell-O?" Rip frowned. "It was strawberry." Alexander and Rip walked into class, where students were taking practice swings with their foils. "Rip, you're wrong about Nikki. She's super smart. And brave she doesn't let you push her around!" "ALEXANDER BOPP!" shouted a froggy voice. "DEFEND YOURSELF!" A laundry cart shot across the room, straight at Alexander.

亚历山大笑了。“你因为一小团果冻就生气？”Rip皱起了眉头。 “是草莓味的。”亚历山大和里普走进教室，学生们正在用他们的剑练习荡秋千。 “里普，你对妮基的看法错了。 她超级聪明。她真勇敢，不让你摆布她！”“亚历山大·波普！”一个青蛙的声音喊道。 “保护自己!”一辆洗衣车穿过房间，径直朝亚历山大冲过来。

Coach Gill stood atop the cart, sword held high. "Wait, what?!" Alexander cried. He raised his practice foil. Coach Gill did a backflip off the cart, and SMACK! swatted Alexander's foil from his hand. "That was the quiz," she said, "and you failed!" The coach leaned in close, pressing her cold face mask against Alexander's cheek. "You're as weak as Hoarsely," she croaked. Alexander held his breath. What was that about? he thought.

吉尔教练站在马车顶上，高举着剑。 “等等,什么? !”亚历山大哭了。 他举起练习用的花剑。 吉尔教练做了个后空翻，砰！把亚历山大手中的剑拍了下来。 “那是测试，”她说，“你没及格！”马车靠得更近了，把她冰冷的面罩贴在亚历山大的脸颊上。 “你和沙哑一样虚弱。”她嘶哑地说。 亚历山大屏住了呼吸。 那是怎么回事？他想。

"ALL RIGHT! WHO'S NEXT?" Coach Gill whirled around, bringing her sword down hard. CLANK! Her blade clashed against Rip's practice foil. Rip's grip was firm. "Well done you've been practicing." Coach Gill lowered her sword. "Rip Bonkowski, you're a model student!" Rip blinked. Nobody had ever called him that before. Coach Gill hacked her way down the line, giving everyone an F. She shook her head. "Pathetic! Only one worthy opponent in the whole class!" The coach stormed out of the gym.

“好吧!下一个是谁?”吉尔教练转过身来，把剑重重地放下来。 叮当作响!她的剑与里普练习用的花剑相撞。 瑞普抓得很紧。“做得好，你一直在练习。” 吉尔教练放下剑。 “瑞普·邦考斯基，你是模范学生！”Rip眨了眨眼睛。 以前从来没有人这么叫过他。 吉尔教练一路杀出，给每个人打了个F。 她摇了摇头。“可怜的!全班只有一个有实力的对手！”教练气冲冲地走出了体育馆。

Alexander dragged Rip over to Nikki, who was picking her foil up off the floor. "You're right, Nikki," Alexander said. "We should team up. It's the only way to stop these tunnel fish. Right, Rip?" He gave Rip a nudge. "I'm, uh," Rip said, gritting his teeth. "I'm sorry you got mad when I called you names and stuff." Nikki rolled her eyes. "Good enough," she said. "Great!" said Alexander. "And now, Nikki, can you please tell us what S.S.M.P. stands for?" "Tell you?" said Nikki. "Better yet, I'll show you! Meet me tonight at the old kickball diamond. 6:30, sharp!"

亚历山大把瑞普拖到尼基面前，尼基正从地板上捡起她的铝箔纸。 “你说得对，尼基，”亚历山大说。 “我们应该联合起来。这是阻止这些隧道鱼的唯一方法。 Rip ?”他推了瑞普一把。 “我，嗯，”里普咬紧牙关说。 “我很抱歉我骂你的时候你生气了。” 妮基翻了个白眼。“够好了，”她说。 “好极了！”亚历山大说。“现在，尼基，你能告诉我们s.s.m.p 代表吗?”“告诉你？”妮基说。 “更好的是，我让你看看！”今晚在旧足球场见。 6:30,锋利!”