6 This Is Bad

CHAPTER SIX THIS IS BAD "EXCUSE ME?" SIMON answered. I knew he didn't say that because he didn't hear Max. He said that because he didn't know how to answer Max. "Um, what?" "I said, where's my ball?" Max said. Then Simon opened his eyes really wide, like he was in absolute shock. He slapped his forehead hard. "Gosh darn it!" Simon exclaimed. "I totally forgot it. Sorry."

第六章，这很糟糕“什么？”西门回答说。 我知道他没这么说，因为他没听到麦克斯的声音。 他这么说是因为他不知道该怎么回答麦克斯。 “嗯,什么?”“我说，我的球在哪里？”马克斯说。 然后西蒙睁大了眼睛，好像完全震惊了。 他狠狠地拍了一下额头。 “该死的！”西蒙喊道。 “我完全忘了。抱歉。”

Max stared at Simon for a couple of seconds. It wasn't a mean stare. It was more like a disappointed stare. Max wasn't intimidating because he wasn't nice, he was intimidating because he was huge. Like, you know, massive. "It's all right, Bowman," he said after that two- second stare down. "But we're playing for the championship at five o'clock at Picasso Park. And it's my lucky ball. Bring it to me there."

马克斯盯着西蒙看了几秒钟。 那不是恶意的凝视。那更像是失望的凝视。 麦克斯吓人并不是因为他不友善，他吓人是因为他块头很大。 就像，你知道，巨大的。“没关系，鲍曼。”他朝下看了两秒钟后说。 “但是我们五点钟要在毕加索公园为冠军而战。 这是我的幸运球。把它拿给我。”

"Okay," Simon said quickly and nodded his head fast. "I'll bring it."

“好吧，”西蒙迅速地说，并迅速地点了点头。 “我会拿来的。”

Max seemed satisfied with that, but he wanted to make certain. He asked, "You'll bring it, right?" "Right," Simon replied. "Five o'clock. Got it." "For sure?" "For sure." Max left. Simon waited until Max was on the other side of the cafeteria, then he said, "You guys, what am I going to do?" It was a totally bad situation. Max's favorite World Cup soccer ball was stuck in the top of Picasso Park's tallest tree. The tree was way too high—and way too flimsy at the top—to climb. It would be dangerous for sure. "Maybe it will be really windy this afternoon," I said, trying to make Simon feel better. "Maybe we'll go to Picasso Park after school and the ball will just be there at the foot of the tree waiting for you."

马克斯似乎对此很满意，但他想确定一下。 他问：“你会带来的，对吧？”西门说：“好。” “五点。明白了。”“确定吗?”“肯定的。” 马克斯。西蒙一直等到马克斯站在自助餐厅的另一边，然后他说：“伙计们，我该怎么办？”这是一个非常糟糕的情况。 马克斯最喜欢的世界杯足球被卡在了毕加索公园最高的树顶上。 那棵树太高了，树顶又太脆弱，爬不上去。 这肯定是危险的。 “也许今天下午会刮风，”我说，试图让西蒙感觉好一点。 “也许放学后我们去毕加索公园，球就在树下等着你。”

"Yeah, maybe," Simon said. He didn't really believe that was possible, I could tell. "But it's really wedged in up there. It's trapped between two branches. I don't think it will come down on its own.

“是啊，也许吧，”西蒙说。 我看得出来，他并不真的相信这是可能的。 “但它真的被卡在上面了。 它被夹在两根树枝之间。 我不认为它会自行下降。