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Miss Ping's idea 约瑟芬·铁伊 5379Words 2018-03-22
Monday is an easy day.At school, the topic of Alingo had already been thoroughly discussed. Faculty and students spent the day digesting the sensational news, and by night, nothing more was said.After all, all perspectives are depressing.Therefore, after returning to normal work and rest on Monday, this incident gradually faded out of focus.The loyal Miss Morris helped Lucy deliver breakfast to the room as usual, so she couldn't see Innes' expression when he made his first public appearance after the incident broke out. And when it comes time to meet face-to-face with students for lunch, old habits soothe the fluctuating emotions, and the whole school looks like a normal day.

Innes looked calm, but Lucy felt that the closed expression had replaced the original introversion. No matter what struggles she had in her heart, they were all deeply buried.Ruth looked more like Aunt Shirley's cat, Fia, than ever, and Lucy wanted to shut her out and let her meow.She had only one last curious wish on the matter: how Ruth felt about this unexpected announcement; she even pressed Miss Luc on the question as she came downstairs to lunch. "How did Ruth behave when she heard the news?" "It's like a spiritual light emanating from a psychic." Miss Luke replied.

"How do you say it?" asked Lucy, puzzled. "Because it's the most unbearable thing I can think of." This answer did not satisfy Lucy's curiosity at all.Mrs. Rever scolded her for leaving yesterday, but no one babbled, and no one wanted to find out the real reason.The shadow of the results announcement day has arrived, and there are only four days left, and it is difficult for everyone to breathe.The vacancy of A Linge's job was just yesterday's commotion, and it was no longer a new topic.The entire campus has once again entered normalcy. Except for two small incidents that made the days a little lively, the days from Monday to Friday were spent in a dull routine.

The first thing was that Ms. He Ju proposed to let Innes work in Wichley Orthopedic Hospital, but Innes declined. The position was then offered to a relieved Irene O'Donnell, who she accepted with great joy. ("Man, that's great!" Dax says, "Honey, now I can sell you all my medical gowns, I'll never wear them again!" O'Donnell, gleefully filling her purse with cash at the end of term, and began peddling her other paraphernalia from the flanks, only relenting slightly when Stewart asked her wryly if safety pins were standard carry.) The second thing is the visit of Shakespeare's tragic actor-Edward Yadi.

On Wednesday, beyond anyone's expectations, Edward Yadi showed up.Swimming lessons are scheduled on Wednesday afternoons, and the junior students and senior students who do not have patient appointments are all in the pool.Whether by prayer or determination, Lucy could swim no more than the width of the bathtub, and despite enthusiastic invitations to cool off with her, she refused to take part in the sport.She stayed for half an hour, watching everyone frolic, then walked back to the main house for tea.As she was making her way across the hall to the stairs, one of the four disciples—although she still couldn't figure out which of the four was who, she thought it must be Lucas—came out of the consulting room hurriedly, saying, "Oh, Miss Ping, Can you act as an angel temporarily and sit on Albert's feet?"

"Sit on Albert's feet?" Lucy didn't know if she heard correctly. "Yes, catch his feet. The easiest way is to sit on his feet. The bandage buckle had come loose, and there was no other buckle to use now. "She led the bewildered Lucy into the quiet consulting room. The students in white cotton robes were examining the degree of the patient's sprains, and instructed a boy about eleven years old to lean on the pedestal, Lie face down." Voila, "take a bandage buckle," the buttonholes loosen, too tight for one, too loose for the next.Can you grab his feet, or sit on his feet for a while. "Lucy hastened to say that she would rather catch his feet.

"Okay, Albert, this is Miss Ping. She's going to act as an improvised bandage buckle." "Hi, Miss Ping!" Albert rolled his eyes and looked at her. Lucas—if that was her—passed his hands under the boy's shoulders and pulled him hard until the boy was resting on his feet on the pedestal. "Miss Ping, now clamp one ankle with both hands and hold it tight." After giving the order, Miss Ping obeyed obediently, thinking in her heart: this kind of thorny strength is absolutely feasible in Manchester. In addition, when someone wants to You don't realize how heavy an eleven-year-old boy is until you grab his ankle.Her eyes were on the others, and the position felt strange and distant to herself.Could it be that in such a treacherous situation, people have other faces? Even the Stewart she is more familiar with looks different here.Their movements are relatively gentle, and their voices are especially artificial and light when they speak to patients.No smiles or small talk, just the brightness and quiet of a hospital. "A little more. That's it."

"Looks better today, doesn't it?" "Come on, let's try again, and today is over." Wilma Hassett moved, and Lucy caught a glimpse of her silk dress through the slits of her overalls, and found that she had changed into her dance clothes, and there was not enough time for her to arrive at the gymnasium after seeing patients. get out of class time.Unless she had already had her afternoon tea, she had no choice but to grab a cup of tea and drink it on the way. While she was still wondering about the dance dress hidden under the hospital smock, a car passed the window and pulled up at the front door.It was a shiny, sleek, expensive stretch car driven by a chauffeur.In this day and age, except for the handicapped, few people would hire a driver to drive, so Lucy waited with great interest to see who would get off the bus.

Po'er's mother, perhaps? It's no wonder that such a car would also appear with a butler. But out of the car was a young man—she could only see his back—in a suit as smart as a Duke of York pacing St. James's Street in winter.The costumes and the driver make Lucy think of the royal family, but this is a royal who doesn't know the time, because the royal family now drives their own cars. "Miss Ping, thank you, you really helped me a lot. Albert, thank you to Miss Ping." "Thank you, Miss Ping." Albert said dutifully, then caught Miss Ping's gaze and blinked at her.

Lucy returned the salute with a serious wink. At this time, O'Donnell rushed in with a box of gypsum powder that Furuo had sifted in a distant room in her hand, and whispered excitedly, "Unexpectedly, Edward Adi! It's Edward Adidas!" "Who cares?" Stewart took the plaster powder box from her hand. "Take a gypsum powder and hold it for so long!" After Lucy walked out of the consulting room, she closed the door and entered the hall.O'Donnell was right.Standing in the hall was Edward Yadi.Miss Luc was right.For Edward Adity was looking at himself in the mirror.

When Lucy went up the stairs, Miss Luc happened to go downstairs, and when Lucy walked through the steps between the platforms, she happened to witness their meeting. "Hi, Xiaode!" Miss Luke's tone was devoid of excitement. "Kaylyn!" cried Edward Adity in his most enthusiastic voice, moving forward to meet her as if to hold her in his arms.But she held out a hand, greeting him in a generally social manner, and stopped him. "What are you doing here? Could it be that you hid a 'niece' in Lai's College?" "That's unkind, Kay, of course I'm here to visit you. Why didn't you tell me you were here? Why didn't you come and see me so we could have dinner and catch up—" "Miss Ping," Miss Lu Ke said clearly, and her voice went straight up the stairwell, "Don't go, I'll introduce you to a friend." "But, Caroline—" Lucy heard him protest in a low, hasty voice. "That's the famous Miss Ping," Miss Lu Ke's tone seemed to be throwing bait to a fool, "and she is your loyal drama fan." She added the last sweetness. Does he really understand how cruel Miss Luc is to him? Lucy wondered as they waited for the two to walk up the stairs, or was his complacency enough to form a shield against Miss Luc's judgment of him? When she walked into the empty studio, Lucy suddenly remembered Stewart's comment to him: "That guy who looks like a shaved eagle with a sad face", and felt that this sentence was really appropriate.He was well-proportioned, and though he couldn't have been much older than forty--perhaps forty-three or four--he looked as if he had been well-maintained.Without his on-stage makeup and wig, he looked old and tired, with a receding hairline on his forehead.Lucy felt a moment of pity for him. Compared with Diderot's youthful, athletic Rick, she found the pampered famous actor deeply regrettable. He was polite to Lucy—knew her books inside out, he read all the top sellers—but kept one eye on Miss Luc, who was checking the water in the teapot, It was decided that some more water should be added at this time, so the kettle was turned on to heat up.Lucy is confused: the existence of Kailin Luc seems to have some meaning.Arrangement of roles, in the imagination, Lucy has arranged a role for Edward Yadi.A successful actor's visit to a tiny girls' schoolteacher seems more extraordinary, and from an actor's point of view, more like a peacock showing off in front of strangers.He was in it for her, of course, and he was deliberately charming.His attention revolved around the thin woman who only paid attention to the amount of water in the teapot.It was unusual, and Lucy was amused, that there were no drums to greet Edward Adity when he appeared.It was also almost twenty years since he first played the part of mournful Romeo, and brought back to tears many who had long been weary of the play.All his comings and goings, long before the public eye, the people waiting for the pleasure of his performances, giving many gifts without expecting anything in return, giving up many other things for him without asking for his A trace of gratitude.He is Edward Yadi, a household name, a box office superstar, and a national treasure. However, he came to Lai's College to visit Kailin Luke this afternoon, and like a hungry puppy, his eyes were all around her.This Miss Catherine said nothing more about him than adding some hot water to the teapot. This is a very strange thing. "Is your performance in Labo Town a success, Xiaode?" Miss Luc's words were more polite than interested. "Yeah, it's all right. There's too many schools here, but if you're going to play Shakespeare, you've got to be patient." "Don't you like acting for young people?" Lucy remembered that the group of young people she had just met were not very enthusiastic about his performance. "Well, you know, they're not the best audience in the world. I'm more of an adult audience. Plus, they have student discounts, which don't help much at the box office. But, for us, it's kind of an investment ," This last sentence has an element of tolerance. "They may be potential fans, so they must be trained well." Lucy felt that, judging from the results, this training was quite unsuccessful.Young people will go straight to Burning Fences.To say that they "don't go" to the drama is not enough, in fact it should be said that they stay away from it. In any case, this is a polite tea party, not a place for heart-to-heart discussions of facts.Lucy asked Edward Ardi if he would stay to see the results published—but Miss Luc seemed rather displeased at the question.Edward Yadi said that no one mentioned any results to himself, but he would be very happy to visit, and said that he hadn't seen any other physical training activities except for the most people walking to the closet and swinging their bodies recently. Dance? Jesus, is there a dance show? Well, of course he'll come to see it.Also, they were supposed to go to the theater with him and have dinner after the show. "I know Kalyn hates theater, but, Kalyn, you can put up with it once, okay? It's Richard III on Friday night, so I'm not going to play a romantic role that's going to overwhelm you. The script itself It’s not great, but the whole show is well-made, even I really think so.” "Malicious slander of good people, full of nonsense of political propaganda, this is simply a stupid show." Miss Luc made a comment. Edward Yatti laughed like a schoolboy, "Well, but after the play you'll find out what a good dinner Meeran's in Rabo Town can cook at the instigation of a pathetic actor. They There's even a good German canning." Hearing this, a trace of blood appeared on Miss Luc's cheek. "Look, I remember you liking the wine. Like you said, the Chonnell has a fruity taste, so you'll forget the stink you smelled in the theatre." "I never said the theater stinks, I mean it creaks." "Of course it will, it's been around for two hundred years." "You know what it makes me think of? Coronation carriages. An ugly and wrong era, an absurd etiquette that can only be continued because of the inheritance of feelings.Gilded Relic—"The water in the kettle boiled, and Miss Luc poured some hot water into the teapot. "Xiaode, give Miss Ping something to eat." Lucy thought, taking a sandwich from the tray he offered her, how Miss Luc sounded like a nurse. Is that what he's attracted to? Is there a sense of nostalgia for a world that identifies with him? It's safe to say he's never going to love it for long, but maybe he's tired of being in a goldfish bowl and sometimes Would love to have some fresh days with someone who only thinks he's a little druid on vacation. Lucy turned to talk to him, surprised to see the look in Edward Yadi's eyes when she saw Kaelin sniffing at the food.The funny look and emotion made his eyes light up like a brother's, but there was something else besides that.Is it a kind of—like a look of despair? In short, there is something that does not belong to brotherhood. It is strange for a superstar to stare at this teacher who teaches theory at Lai's College with such an expression. Lucy looked at the unconscious Catherine, and for the first time saw Edward.Adi looked at her with eyes.It seems that the woman in front of her is a stunning beauty.In an academic world, her modest clothes, modest haircut, and unpainted face were all fitting, so her fine frame and supple figure were taken for granted.Here, she is just an ordinary-looking Miss Luc with a bright mind.But in the world of drama, how different she would be! Soft lips, high cheekbones and slender cheeks, a straight short nose, a beautiful curve of the chin - all it takes is A little dress up and you're done.From the traditional point of view, Miss Luc is not attractive, but in other points of view, as long as she is well dressed, she can definitely make people forget to eat in any restaurant at lunch time. The combination of beautiful women and old acquaintances is not unattractive.During the following tea time, Lucy's mind was busy correcting her own concepts. At last, without too abruptly, she was going to resign, leaving the two of them alone as he wished, although Mademoiselle Luc would do her best to resist his charms.Edward.Adi invited them again to the play on Friday night—his car would pick them up on time.The results announcement event will end at six o'clock, and the school dinner that day will not be very important; the play "Richard III" is meaningless, but it is worth watching; The chef at Bono's on Denver Street joins the lineup; he hasn't seen Kaelin in ages, and he hasn't had a good chat with smart Miss Ping, who wrote the book, and he's only talking about The theater and golf troupes are getting bored too.He would have been overjoyed to have them there—and he had used all the charm and sheer desire of all the actors to get them to say yes.Finally, it was agreed to go to Rabo with him on a Friday night to see his production of "Richard III," after which he gave them a good dinner and sent them back to school. Lucy felt inexplicably depressed as she walked back through the wing.Again, she misjudged Miss Luc. Mademoiselle Luc was not an ordinary woman, who found solace in dedicating her life to a beautiful young girl.She is a potential beauty, who doesn't need any comfort in life, and can be calm when facing the most successful actors in the world today. Her judgment of Miss Luc was a great mistake.She began to doubt her identity as a psychologist, so she should go back and be a good French teacher.
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