神奇图书馆 · 1 Escape From Mr. Lemoncello's Library

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Chapter 5 Eating lunch in the cafeteria, Kyle stared at his wilted fish sticks, wishing he could pull a magic Take Another Turn card out of thin air. "I blew it," he mumbled. "Yep," Akimi agreed. "You basically did." "Can you imagine how awesome that new library's gonna be if Mr. Lemoncello and his Imagination Factory guys had anything to do with it?" "Yes. I can. And I'm kind of hoping I get to see it, too. After all, I wrote a real essay, not one

第五章在自助餐厅吃午饭时,凯尔盯着自己枯萎的鱼条,希望自己能凭空变出一张“再来一次”的魔法牌。 “我搞砸了,”他咕哝着。“是的,”明美同意了。 “你基本上做到了。”“你能想象如果莱蒙塞罗先生和他的想象工厂的人参与其中,这个新图书馆会有多棒吗?”“是的。 我能。我也希望能亲眼看到。 毕竟,我写了一篇真正的文章,而不是一篇

sentence about balloons." "Thanks. Rub it in." Akimi eased up a little. "Hey, Kyle—when you're playing a game like Sorry and you get bumped back three spaces, do you usually quit?" "No. If I get bumped, I play harder because I know I need to find a way to get back those three spaces and pull ahead of the pack." "Hey, guys!" Miguel Fernandez carried his tray over to join Kyle and Akimi. He was being followed by a kid with spiky hair and glasses the size of welders' goggles. "You two know Andrew Peckleman, right?" "Hey," said Kyle and Akimi. "Hello." "Andrew is one of my top library aides," said Miguel. "Cool," said Akimi. "Mrs. Yunghans, the librarian, just confirmed that Mr. Lemoncello is the top-secret benefactor who donated all the money to build the new public library. Five hundred million dollars!" "She heard it on NPR," added Peckleman, who more or less talked through his nose. "So we did

关于气球的句子。”“谢谢。 把它戳在身上。”明美放松了一点。 “嘿,kyle,当你在玩《Sorry》这样的游戏时,你会后退三个位置,你通常会退出吗?”“没有。 如果我被撞了,我会打得更努力,因为我知道我需要找到一种方法来夺回这三个空间,并领先于其他人。” “嘿,伙计们!”米格尔·费尔南德斯端着他的托盘走到凯尔和阿基米身边。 他后面跟着一个孩子,头发尖,戴着焊工护目镜那么大的眼镜。 “你们俩认识安德鲁·佩克曼,对吧?”“嘿,”凯尔和阿基米说。 “你好。”“安德鲁是我最好的图书馆助手之一,”米格尔说。 “酷,”明美说。"图书管理员杨汉斯夫人,刚刚证实莱蒙塞罗先生是为新建公共图书馆捐款的绝密赞助人。 五亿美元!”“她是在美国国家公共电台(NPR)上听到的,”佩克曼补充说,他多少是在用鼻子说话。 于是我们就这么做了

some primary source research on Mr. Lemoncello and his connection to Alexandriaville." "What'd you find out?" asked Kyle. "First off," said Miguel, "he was born here." "He had nine brothers and sisters," added Andrew. "All of 'em crammed into a tiny apartment with only one bathroom over in Little Italy," said Miguel. "And," said Peckleman, sounding like he wanted to one-up Miguel, "he loved the old public library down on Market Street. He used to go there when he was a kid and needed a quiet place to think and doodle his ideas." "And get this," said Miguel eagerly. "Mrs. Tobin, the librarian back then, took an interest in little Luigi, even though he was just, you know, a kid like us. She kept the library open late some nights and let him borrow junk from her desk or her purse—thimbles and thumbtacks and glue bottles, even red Barbie doll boots—stuff he used for game pieces so he could map out his first ideas on a library table. Then …"

一些关于莱蒙切罗先生以及他与亚历山德里维尔之间关系的原始资料研究。” “你发现了什么?”凯尔问。 “首先,”米格尔说,“他出生在这里。” “他有九个兄弟姐妹,”安德鲁补充说。 “他们全都挤在小意大利那间只有一个浴室的小公寓里,”米格尔说。 “还有,”佩克曼说,听起来好像他想胜过米格尔,“他喜欢市场街上的旧公共图书馆。 他小时候经常去那里,需要一个安静的地方思考和涂鸦他的想法。” “还有这个,”米格尔急切地说。 “当时的图书管理员托宾夫人对小路易吉很感兴趣,尽管他只是,你知道,和我们一样的孩子。 有时候,她让图书馆开到很晚,让他从她的桌子或钱包里借一些垃圾——顶针、图钉和胶瓶,甚至是红色的芭比娃娃靴子——他用来做游戏棋子的东西,这样他就可以在图书馆的桌子上画出他的第一个想法。 然后…”

Andrew jumped in. "Then Mrs. Tobin took Mr. Lemoncello's sketch for Family Frenzy home to her husband, who ran a print shop. They signed some papers, created a company, and within a couple of years they were all millionaires." But Miguel had the last word: "Now, of course, Mr. Lemoncello is a bazillionaire!" "What are you four nerds so excited about?" said Haley Daley as she waltzed past with the gaggle of popular girls in her royal court. Haley was the princess of the seventh grade. Blond hair, blue eyes, blazingly bright smile. She looked like a walking toothpaste commercial. "We're pumped about Mr. Lemoncello!" said Miguel. "And the new library!" said Andrew. "And," said Kyle melodramatically, "just seeing you, Haley." "You are so immature. Come on, girls." Haley and her friends flounced away to the "cool kids" table. "Check it out," said Akimi, gesturing toward the cafeteria's food line, where Charles

安德鲁跳了进来。然后,托宾夫人把莱蒙塞罗为《疯狂家庭》创作的素描带回家,交给了经营一家印刷厂的丈夫。 他们签了一些文件,成立了一家公司,几年后,他们都成了百万富翁。” 但米格尔说了最后一句话:“现在,当然,莱蒙切罗先生是个亿万富翁!”哈利·戴利在王宫里和一群受欢迎的女孩一起跳着华尔兹走过时说:“你们四个书呆子这么兴奋是什么?” 海莉是七年级的公主。 金发碧眼,灿烂的笑容。 她看起来就像一个行走的牙膏广告。 米格尔说:“莱蒙塞洛先生让我们兴奋不已!” “还有新图书馆!”安德鲁说。 “还有,”凯尔戏剧性地说,“正好见到你,哈利。” “你太不成熟了。来吧,姑娘们。” 海莉和她的朋友们奔向“酷孩子”那桌。 “看看吧,”明美指着自助餐厅排队的队伍说,查尔斯

Chiltington was balancing two trays: his own and one for Mrs. Cameron. "I'm so glad you have lunchroom duty today, Mrs. Cameron," Kyle heard Chiltington say. "If you don't mind, I have a few questions about how conventions within genres—such as poetry, drama, or essays—can affect meaning." "Well, Charles, I'd be happy to discuss that with you." "Thank you, Mrs. Cameron. And, may I say, that sweater certainly complements your eye color." "What a suck-up," mumbled Akimi. "Chiltington's trying to use his weaselly charm to make sure Mrs. C sends his essay up the line to Mr. Lemoncello." "Don't worry," said Kyle. "Mrs. Cameron isn't the final judge. Mr. Lemoncello is. And since he's a genius, he will definitely pick the essays you guys all wrote." "Undoubtedly," said Peckleman. "Thanks, Kyle," said Miguel. "I just wish you could win with us," said Akimi.

奇廷顿正在平衡两个托盘:一个是他自己的,一个是卡梅伦夫人的。 “我很高兴你今天在餐厅值班,卡梅伦夫人,”凯尔听到奇廷顿说。 “如果你不介意的话,我想问几个问题,关于诗歌、戏剧或散文等体裁中的惯例是如何影响意义的。” “好吧,查尔斯,我很乐意和你讨论这个问题。” “谢谢你,卡梅伦夫人。我想说,这件毛衣和你眼睛的颜色很相配。” “真是个马屁精,”明美咕哝道。 "奇廷顿想用他狡猾的魅力确保C夫人把他的文章送到莱蒙塞罗先生那里" “别担心,”凯尔说。“夫人。 卡梅伦不是最终的裁判。 莱蒙切罗先生是。既然他是个天才,他肯定会挑你们所有人写的文章。” “毫无疑问,”佩克曼说。 “谢谢你,凯尔,”米格尔说。 “我只希望你能和我们一起赢,”明美说。

"Well, maybe I can. Like you said, this is just a Move Back Three Spaces card. A Take a Walk on the Boardwalk when someone else owns it. It's a chute in Chutes and Ladders. A detour to the Molasses Swamp in Candy Land!" "Yo, Kyle," said Miguel. "Exactly how many board games have you played?" "Enough to know that you don't ever quit until somebody else actually wins." He picked up his lunch and headed for the dirty-tray window. Akimi called after him. "Where are you going?" "I have the rest of lunch and all of study hall to work on a new essay." "But Mrs. Cameron won't take it." "Maybe. But I've got to roll the dice one more time. Maybe I'll get lucky." "I hope so," said Akimi. "Me too! See you guys on the bus!"

“嗯,也许我可以。就像你说的,这只是一张后退三格卡。 A在别人拥有的木板路上散步。 这是降落伞和梯子中的一个降落伞。 绕道去糖果乐园的糖蜜沼泽!”“嘿,凯尔,”米格尔说。 “你到底玩过多少桌游?”“足够让你知道,除非别人真的赢了,否则你永远不会放弃。” 他拿起午餐,朝脏盘子窗口走去。 明美在他身后叫道。“你要去哪儿?”“我午饭剩下的时间和自习室的所有时间都用来写一篇新论文。” “但是卡梅伦夫人不会接受的。” “也许。但我得再掷一次骰子。 也许我会走运的。”“我希望如此,”明美说。 “我也是!我们公车上见!”

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