Chapter 2

2 Since the dunce cap was only a hologram, it couldn't actually trap Kyle. But its laser-generated sides were equipped with motion sensors. So when Kyle tried to step out from under the flickering image of the giant parking-cone-shaped hat, he triggered some pretty embarrassing sound effects. Mostly gassy BLATTs and FWUUUUUMPs. All the other players were cracking up, so Kyle took a goofy bow. And activated the motion sensors again. FWUUUUUMP!

由于笨蛋帽只是一个全息图，它不可能真正诱捕凯尔。 但它的激光产生的侧面配备了运动传感器。 因此，当凯尔试图从巨大的停车场锥形帽子闪烁的图像下走出来时，他触发了一些相当尴尬的声音效果。 大部分是气体的碎片和碎片。 所有其他球员都捧腹大笑，于是凯尔傻乎乎地鞠了一躬。 再次激活了运动传感器。 FWUUUUUMP !

"That's Keeley, all right," snickered Charles. "Nothing but windy blasts of gas." "You're right," said Kyle, taking another bow and activating another FWUUUUUMP! "And you were in the lead, Charles, so you win. Congratulations." He stuck his hand in and out of the laser grid to blare a gassy fanfare to the tune of "Happy Birthday to You": BLATT-BLATT-BLATT-BLATT, FWUMP-FWUMP! "All right," cried a no-nonsense voice in the midst of all the laughter. "Shut it down. Need to iron out that glitch." There were six thumps and a loud whir, and then the holographic Rube Goldberg contraption disappeared. A bald man in a lab coat stepped out of the shadows, toting a tablet computer the size of a paperback. "Switch on the Wonder Dome," he said to the flat screen he held in his palm. Instantly, the ten wedge-shaped, high-definition video screens lining the library's

“那是基利，没错，"查尔斯窃笑着说。 “什么也没有，只是一阵阵的煤气。” “你说得对。”凯尔说着，又鞠了一躬，又发出了“呜呜呜！”“你当时领先，查尔斯，所以你赢了。 恭喜你。”他把手伸进激光栅，伸出激光栅，伴着“祝你生日快乐”的曲调，吹起嘹亮的号角：BLATT-BLATT-BLATT-BLATT， FWUMP-FWUMP！“好吧，”在一片笑声中，一个严肃的声音喊道。 “关掉它。需要解决这个小故障。” 砰的六声和一声响亮的呼声，然后全息的鲁比·金伯格装置消失了。 一个穿着实验服的秃顶男人从暗处走了出来，手里拿着一台平装书大小的平板电脑。 “打开神奇巨蛋，”他对着手里的平板屏幕说。 顷刻间，10个楔形的高清视频屏幕排列在图书馆的

colossal cathedral ceiling started shimmering as the dome went from black to its swirling, full-circle kaleidoscopic mode. "Friends," announced Mr. Lemoncello, marching across the rotunda's marble floor toward the man in the white coat, "allow me to introduce you to the library's brand-new head imagineer, Mr. Chester 'Chet' Raymo, the genius behind my new Mind-Bogglingly Big 'n' Wacky Gymnasium Games!" He cleared his throat and warbled, "Mr. Raymo is a brilliant brain-o! What he does is hard to explain-o!" Mr. Raymo was so busy tapping his tablet he didn't realize that Mr. Lemoncello was singing his praises. The head imagineer wore thick black-rimmed glasses and a skinny black necktie and had seriously slumped shoulders. He looked like he could work at mission control for NASA. "I believe we need to make a few minor adjustments before we roll it out to the schools," said Mr. Raymo. "Those sound effects activated

巨大的教堂天花板开始闪烁，圆顶从黑色变成了旋转的、全圆的万花筒模式。 “朋友们，”莱蒙切罗先生穿过圆形大厅的大理石地板，走向那个穿白大褂的人，宣布道，“请允许我向你们介绍图书馆的新任首席想象工程师，切斯特·‘切特’·雷莫先生，我新推出的令人难以置信的大而古怪的体育馆游戏背后的天才！”他清了清嗓子，颤音地说：“先生。 Raymo是一个聪明的大脑！他的所作所为很难解释——啊！”雷莫先生正忙着敲着他的平板电脑，他没有意识到莱蒙切罗先生在称赞他。 首席想象工程师戴着厚厚的黑框眼镜，打着黑色细领带，肩膀严重下垂。 他看起来可以在NASA的任务控制中心工作。 “我认为，在推广到学校之前，我们需要做一些小的调整，”雷莫说。 “那些音效被激活了

when the loser attempted to escape were supposed to be burglar alarm bells, not farts." "I know," said Mr. Lemoncello. "I changed them." Mr. Raymo nodded. Tapped his tablet again. "Duly noted." "Thank you, Chet." Mr. Lemoncello threw open his arms and, in a very loud voice, addressed the players still standing in various spots along the game board. "And thank you, one and all, for participating in this trial run of my newest gaming concept. Soon we will be able to take these same portable hologram projectors to gymnasiums, cafetoriums, and, if we hold our breath, natatoriums, so schools, even those with swimming pools, can use my life-size board games as fund-raisers—free of charge, of course." "I really enjoyed the game," said Sierra Russell, Kyle's bookworm friend. "I was able to read two whole chapters while I waited for everybody else to spin and take their turns."

当失败者试图逃跑时，应该是防盗警报，而不是放屁。” “我知道，”莱蒙切罗说。 “我改变了他们。”雷莫点点头。 又敲了敲他的平板电脑。“适时指出。” “谢谢你，切特。”莱蒙切罗张开双臂，用非常响亮的声音对仍然站在游戏棋盘上不同位置的玩家们说。 “感谢大家参与我最新游戏理念的试运行。 很快，我们就可以把这些便携式全息投影仪带到体育馆、自助餐厅，如果我们屏住呼吸，还可以带到游泳馆，这样学校，甚至是那些有游泳池的学校，都可以用我的真人大小的棋盘游戏来筹款——当然，这是免费的。” “我真的很喜欢这个游戏，”凯尔的书虫朋友塞拉·拉塞尔（Sierra Russell）说。 “当我等待其他人轮流旋转时，我可以读完整整两章。”

"It was awesome," agreed Kyle, who loved all of Mr. Lemoncello's wacky games, even the ones he lost. "Totally!" added Miguel. "It's a rip-off," scoffed Charles Chiltington, who'd been trying to run Mr. Lemoncello out of town ever since the eccentric billionaire first came home to Ohio and spent five hundred million dollars building Alexandriaville the most extraordinary high-tech library in the world. "I beg your pardon, Charles?" said Mr. Lemoncello, blinking repeatedly. "A rip-off?" "It's just a warmed-over version of that old parlor game Botticelli! You should be more inventive. Like the Krinkle brothers." The Krinkle brothers owned a huge game company that, in Kyle's humble opinion, made extremely boring board games and dull generic stuff like Chinese checkers, pachisi, and dominoes. In fact, Kyle had come up with his own ad slogan for the rival game maker: "If it's a Krinkle, it's going to stinkle."

“太棒了，”凯尔同意道，他喜欢莱蒙切罗所有古怪的游戏，甚至是他输掉的那些。 “完全正确！”米格尔补充道。Charles Chiltington嘲笑道：“这是一个骗局。”自从这位古怪的亿万富翁第一次回到俄亥俄州的家中，并花费5亿美元在亚历山大维尔建造了世界上最非凡的高科技图书馆以来，他就一直试图把莱蒙切罗赶出这座城市。 “你说什么，查尔斯？”莱蒙塞罗先生说，眼睛不停地眨着。 “山寨?”“这不过是那个古老的室内游戏波提切利的翻版！”你应该更有创造力。 就像Krinkle兄弟一样。” 在凯尔看来，Krinkle兄弟拥有一家大型游戏公司，制作极其无聊的棋盘游戏和诸如中国跳棋、帕奇西和多米诺骨牌等无聊的普通游戏。 事实上，Kyle已经为这家竞争对手的游戏制造商想出了自己的广告口号：“如果它是皱褶，它就会发臭。”

"See you later, losers." Charles marched out of the Rotunda Reading Room. Kyle sometimes wondered why Charles was still allowed to come to the Lemoncello Library. He and his parents had done so much to try to wreck Mr. Lemoncello's dreams. Since Kyle (along with all the other "champions" from the recent Library Olympics) was now on the library's board of trustees, he once suggested that Charles (plus the rest of the Chiltington family) be banned from the building. When he did, Mr. Lemoncello gasped, clutched his chest, and pretended that he might faint or have a heart attack. Maybe both. "Why, if we did that, Kyle," Mr. Lemoncello had said, "we couldn't really call ourselves a library, could we?" Kyle knew his idol was right. Libraries were supposed to be for everybody. Even jerks like Charles, who always pretended to be super polite around grown-ups—except Mr. Lemoncello. "Not to be as nosy as Pinocchio," Mr. Lemoncello said to Sierra, "but you seemed more

“再见，失败者们。”查尔斯大步走出圆形大厅阅览室。 凯尔有时想知道为什么查尔斯仍然被允许进入莱蒙塞洛图书馆。 他和他的父母为了破坏莱蒙切罗的梦想做了很多事情。 由于凯尔（以及最近图书馆奥林匹克运动会的所有其他“冠军”）现在是图书馆的董事会成员，他曾建议禁止查尔斯（以及奇廷顿家族的其他成员）进入图书馆。 当他这样做的时候，莱蒙塞罗倒吸了一口冷气，紧紧抓住胸口，假装自己可能会晕倒或心脏病发作。 也许两者兼而有之。“为什么，如果我们这样做了，凯尔，”莱蒙切罗说，“我们就不能真正称自己为图书馆了，不是吗？”凯尔知道他的偶像是对的。 图书馆应该是为所有人服务的。 甚至像查尔斯这样的混蛋，在大人面前总是假装超级有礼貌——除了莱蒙切罗先生。 “别像皮诺乔那样爱管闲事，”莱蒙塞罗先生对西拉说，“但你看起来更爱管闲事