10 FACING THE MUSIC

FACING THE MUSIC It was hard to tell which of the teenagers in the garage was Jake the Teenager. They were all big, they were all wearing sunglasses, and they were all yelling and kicking each other. They were a band. The name of their band was Ball Control. Pretty stupid name, Ivy and Bean thought. "I think Jake's the one in the red shirt," said Bean. The one in the red shirt was telling everyone else to be quiet, only he didn't say be quiet. He said something else. A lot.

面对音乐很难分辨出车库里的青少年中谁是少年杰克。 他们都很大，都戴着太阳镜，他们都在大喊大叫，互相踢。 他们是一个乐队。他们乐队的名字叫“控球”。 艾薇和比恩觉得这名字很蠢。 “我想杰克就是穿红衬衫的那个。”比恩说。 那个穿红衬衫的人告诉其他人要安静，但他没有说要安静。 他又说了些别的。很多。

Finally, the other teenagers stopped kicking each other and yelling. Jake the Teenager stood in front of a microphone. "Ah-one, ah-two, ah- three, ah-four!" he said, and then he began to scream. All the other teenagers began to scream, too. They pounded on their instruments and screamed and screamed.

最后，其他青少年停止了相互踢踢和大喊大叫。 少年杰克站在麦克风前。 “啊——一，啊——二，啊——三，啊——四！”他说，然后开始尖叫起来。 所有其他的青少年也开始尖叫起来。 他们敲打着乐器，不停地尖叫。

It was the loudest thing in the world. Ivy and Bean plugged their ears. They scrunched their eyes. They hunched their shoulders. No matter what they did, it was still the loudest thing in the world. Then it stopped. Slowly, Bean unplugged her ears. She unscrunched her eyes. Then she unhunched her shoulders.

那是世界上最吵的东西。 艾薇和比恩塞住了耳朵。 他们揉了揉眼睛。 他们耸了耸肩。 不管他们做什么，它仍然是世界上最吵的东西。 然后它停了下来。比恩慢慢地拔掉了耳朵上的插头。 她睁开眼睛。然后她松开了她的肩膀。

Oops. Jake the Teenager was standing on the other side of the window, looking at them. "Hi," said Bean. "Hi," he said. After a second, he asked, "What are you doing?" Bean thought fast. "Listening to your cool band!" she said enthusiastically. Jake the Teenager took his sunglasses off. "Not bad huh?" he said. "Totally!" said Bean. He nodded. He seemed to be waiting for more. "Totally awesome!" said Bean. "But you were plugging your ears," he said. "It was loud, but it was great," Bean explained. "What was the name of that great song?" asked Ivy.

哦。少年杰克站在窗户的另一边，看着他们。 “嗨，”比恩说。“嗨，”他说。 过了一会儿，他问：“你在干什么？”比恩想得很快。 “听你们乐队的歌！”她热情地说。 少年杰克摘下了他的太阳镜。 “不错吧？”他说。“完全正确！”比恩说。 他点了点头。他似乎在等待更多。 “太棒了！”比恩说。 “但你当时堵着耳朵，”他说。 “声音很大，但很棒，”比恩解释说。 “那首很棒的歌叫什么名字？”艾薇问。

"They liked it!" Jake the Teenager yelled over his shoulder. "That one was 'Lizard Hurricane.'" "Oh boy, we sure liked that song," Bean said. She shook her head as if she were amazed at how much she liked the song. "Wanna hear the rest?" asked Jake. "We got six songs." "We would for sure, except we're working," said Bean. "We're writing a newspaper about Pancake Court." "Dude!" said Jake the Teenager. "Write about our band! Write, like, a music review, you know, about how awesome we are!" "Sure," said Ivy. "No problem." "Sure," repeated Bean. "The next one's called 'Nebulizer'" he said. "You're gonna love it." "We have to get writing," said Ivy.

“他们喜欢！”少年杰克扭头喊道。 “那是‘蜥蜴飓风’。“哦，天哪，我们真的很喜欢那首歌，”比恩说。 她摇了摇头，似乎对自己如此喜欢这首歌感到惊讶。 “想听剩下的吗？”杰克问。 “我们有六首歌。”比恩说：“我们肯定会的，只不过我们在工作。” “我们正在写一份关于煎饼阁的报纸。” “老兄！”少年杰克说。 “写我们的乐队！”写一篇音乐评论，说说我们有多棒！”“当然，”艾薇说。 “没问题。”“当然可以。”比恩重复道。 “下一个叫‘雾化器’，”他说。 “你会喜欢的。”“我们得开始写作了，”艾薇说。