8 First flight

Chapter 8 First flight Yasmin felt a flutter of excitement as she and Min-Jun joined the crowds down on the beach. The numbers had swelled as word had spread of this latest attempt to conquer the sky. Was this it? Was this the moment? Someone started playing a barrel organ. Someone else had started

第一次飞行当雅斯敏和敏君加入海滩上的人群时，她感到一阵兴奋。 随着这一征服天空的最新尝试的消息传开，人数开始膨胀。 是这样吗？是这个时候吗？ 有人开始演奏管风琴。 别人已经开始了

selling ice cream. There was a carnival atmosphere as the residents of Kitty Hawk prepared to watch something astonishing happen. Yasmin heard the throaty roar of an engine. The nose of the Flyer appeared. Then the rest of the machine. The runners lifted off the ground. The whole machine drove forward into nothing. And... liftoff! "Ooh!" cried the crowd. "Aaah!"

卖冰淇淋。当基蒂霍克的居民准备观看一些惊人的事情发生时，这里充满了狂欢节的气氛。 雅斯敏听到了发动机低沉的轰鸣声。 飞机的机头出现了。 然后是机器的其余部分。 赛跑运动员离开了地面。 整个机器向前驶去，消失了。 和…发射!“哦！” “啊!”

Yasmin watched as the Flyer zoomed over her head. She was dimly aware of a man with a camera on legs beside her, bending down and—SNAP!—taking a photograph of the moment so that it would be captured for all time. Five seconds in the air...then ten... The Flyer gently dipped down and skidded to a halt on the sand some way down the beach. It had been airborne for a full twelve seconds. Orville Wright had just made the first powered flight the world had ever seen. The crowd erupted. They threw their hats in the air, and waved their scarves like banners. What a moment! Yasmin breathed it in. She turned to Min-Jun.

雅斯敏看着飞机从她头顶飞过。 她模模糊糊地意识到她身边有个男人，腿上装着照相机，弯下腰，啪！——拍下那一刻的照片，让它永远被记录下来。 在空中五秒钟……然后十… 飞行者轻轻地向下倾斜，在沙滩上滑行了一段时间，停了下来。 它在空中飞行了整整12秒。 奥维尔·赖特刚刚完成了世界上第一次动力飞行。 人群爆发了。他们把帽子抛向空中，像旗帜一样挥动着围巾。 多么美妙的一刻啊！雅斯敏吸了进去。 她转向敏俊。

"Mission accomplished," she said with satisfaction. He nodded with a wide smile. It was time to go. The children slipped away quietly from the celebrating crowd, and made their way around the side of the hangar. It wouldn't be good for the people of Kitty Hawk to see them vanish into thin air. It would have been one miracle too many. DeLay was waiting for them, scowling. His white hair blew around his head as he stabbed the air with a long bony finger.

“任务完成了，”她满意地说。 他微笑着点了点头。 该走了。孩子们悄悄地从庆祝的人群中溜走，绕过机库的一侧。 看着他们消失在空气中对小鹰镇的人来说可不是件好事。 这将是一个太多的奇迹。 迟延正皱着眉头等着他们。 他用瘦骨嶙峋的长手指戳着空气，白发在头顶飘动。

"You might have put history back on track this time, but this isn't the last you've seen of me," he threatened. "I'll be back. And next time, I'll succeed!" Min-Jun folded his arms. "We're not scared of you, DeLay," he said. "Whatever you throw at the Timekeepers, we'll be ready!" Yasmin added. DeLay gave a sly grin. "That's what YOU think. I have time to get it right one day. Plenty of time...HA!" There was a flash of fire, a cloud of smoke, and the clattering sound of chiming clocks.

“这次你也许可以让历史回到正轨，但这不是你最后一次见到我，”他威胁道。 “我会回来的。下次，我会成功的！”敏俊抱起双臂。 “我们不怕你，迪莱，”他说。 “不管你朝计时员扔什么，我们都准备好了！”娅斯敏说。 迪莱狡猾地笑了笑。“那是你的想法。 总有一天我会改正的。 有的是时间……哈！”火光一闪，一阵烟雾，还有钟表的滴答声。

Then he vanished, as if he'd never been there at all. "Cuckoo!" Tempo fluttered down from her perch on the hangar. She zoomed around Min-Jun and Yasmin, around and around in a blur of brown stripes, until Yasmin felt dizzy. Everything went white... Yasmin felt her feet touch down on the familiar stone floor of the History Hub. Beside her, Min-Jun dusted himself down and offered Yasmin a high-five.

然后他消失了，就好像他从来没有去过那里。 “杜鹃!”Tempo拍动着翅膀从机库上下来。 她在敏君和雅斯明周围盘旋，在一圈又一圈模糊的棕色条纹中盘旋，直到雅斯明感到头晕。 一切都变白了……雅斯敏感到她的脚踩在历史中心熟悉的石头地板上。 在她身边，敏君掸去身上的灰尘，和雅斯敏击掌。