6. The Next Picasso

6 The Next Picasso I thought that would be the end of it. We went back to class and did math, social studies, and reading with Miss Banks. Then it was time for dismissal, and I took the bus home. Everything was normal. It was almost time for dinner. That's when the weirdest thing in the history of the world happened.

6下一个毕加索我原以为就到此为止了。 我们回到教室，和班克斯老师一起做数学、社会研究和阅读。 下课时间到了，我坐公共汽车回家。 一切都很正常。快到吃晚饭的时间了。 就在那时，世界历史上最奇怪的事情发生了。

The doorbell rang. Well, that's not the weird part. Doorbells ring all the time. The weird part was what happened after that. I looked through the little peephole in the door. And do you know who was standing on our front steps? It was Professor Armpit! I opened the door. "Artlo!" he said. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. "I have come to introduce you to the art world!" he said dramatically. "Uh, I have homework..." "Homework can wait!" Professor Armpit said. Sounded good to me. I hate doing homework. At that point, my parents came in from the kitchen. "Did I hear the doorbell ring?" my mother asked. "I'm here to talk about your son," said

门铃响了。这还不是奇怪的地方。 门铃响个不停。 奇怪的是之后发生的事。 我从门上的小窥视孔往里看。 你知道站在我们门前台阶上的是谁吗？ 是腋窝教授！我打开门。 “阿特罗！”“你在这儿干什么？”我问他。 “我是来把你介绍给艺术界的！”他戏剧性地说。 “呃，我有家庭作业……”“家庭作业可以等等！”腋窝教授说。 听起来不错。我讨厌做作业。 就在这时，我父母从厨房走了进来。 “我听到门铃响了吗？”妈妈问。 “我是来谈谈你儿子的事。

Professor Armpit. "What did he do now?" asked my mom. "Has he been kicked out of school?" asked my dad. "No!" Professor Armpit said with a laugh. "I'm Professor Pitt from the Museum of Recent Art. Your son has created the most groundbreaking sculpture I've seen in years. He's an artistic genius!"

教授腋窝。“他又做了什么？”妈妈问。 “他被学校开除了吗？”爸爸问。 “不!”腋窝教授笑着说。 “我是近代艺术博物馆的皮特教授。 你儿子创作了这么多年来我见过的最具开创性的雕塑。 他是个艺术天才！”

"Are you sure you have the right

“你确定你有权利吗？

address?" asked my dad. "Blah blah blah blah the next big thing," said Professor Armpit. "Blah blah blah blah prodigy blah blah blah blah once in a lifetime blah blah blah blah..." Somehow, Professor Armpit convinced my parents that I was the next Picasso. He said he wanted to take us to a party in my honor at an art gallery. "We were about to sit down for dinner," my dad said. "A.J. is an artist?" said my mom, getting her coat. "This I gotta see. Dinner can wait. Let's go!" We drove a million hundred miles until we got to the art gallery. I said I was hungry, and Professor Armpit told me the gallery would have some things called "oar derves," whatever they are. As soon as we walked inside, I could see the gallery was filled with a bunch of art nerds like Professor Armpit, wearing capes and berets. Everybody burst into applause

地址？”爸爸问。“啥啥啥，下一个大事件。”腋窝教授说。 “诸如此类，天才，诸如此类，一生只有一次，诸如此类……” 不知怎么的，腋窝教授让我父母相信我是下一个毕加索。 他说他想带我们去一个在美术馆为我举办的派对。 “我们正要坐下来吃晚饭，”爸爸说。 “A.J.是个艺术家？”妈妈一边说，一边拿起外套。 “这个我得看看。晚餐可以等等。 我们走吧!”我们开了无数英里才到达美术馆。 我说我饿了，胳肢窝教授告诉我画廊里会有一些叫“桨菜”的东西，不管那是什么。 我们一走进去，我就看到画廊里挤满了一群像腋窝教授这样的艺术书呆子，他们穿着斗篷，戴着贝雷帽。 大家爆发出热烈的掌声

when I came into the room. My dumb paint tube was taped to a white wall. And do you know what was on the table? A bowl of pretzels! I made a beeline for the pretzels and stuffed my face. "Attention, art lovers!" announced Professor Armpit. Everybody got quiet. "I'd like to introduce you to Artlo, the young genius I told you about." "Well, if the esteemed Professor Pitt says the boy is a genius," some guy said, "it must be true." "Speech! Speech!" somebody shouted. "Let the young genius speak!" Everybody was staring at me. I wanted to run away to Antarctica and go live with the penguins. "Uh... Bonjour!" I said. Then I went over and whispered into Professor Armpit's ear, "I don't know what

当我走进房间的时候。 我那愚蠢的油漆管被粘在白墙上。 你知道桌上有什么吗？ 一碗椒盐脆饼！我径直走向椒盐卷饼，把自己的脸塞得满满的。 “艺术爱好者们，请注意！” 大家都安静了。“我想把你介绍给阿特洛，我跟你说过的那个年轻天才。” “嗯，如果受人尊敬的皮特教授说这个男孩是个天才，”有人说，“那一定是真的。” “演讲!讲话！”有人喊道。 “让年轻的天才说话吧！”每个人都盯着我看。 我想逃到南极洲，和企鹅一起生活。 “嗯…你好!”我说。然后我走过去对着腋窝教授的耳朵小声说：“我不知道是什么