If a person walks over and wears rustic clothes, but acts as if the whole area belongs to him, he must be an astronaut.
This view is completely logical. Every astronaut's career will make him feel as if everything in the world is dominated by him; As soon as he set foot on the earth, he inevitably showed a look of helping the poor in the crowd. As for the vulgarity of his clothing style, of course, it is understandable. We can't imagine that a person who has been wearing a spacesuit for many years and is more adapted to outer space than the civilized world will know how to wear it. For clothing merchants, he is a rare customer because he can get a lot of oil and water from him. It is said that tailors and clothing merchants gathered around the center of the rocket launch site and tried their best to sell "ground clothes".
In my opinion, the suit worn by this burly visitor was cut and sewn by a man named Mal who specializes in tents. The shoulder pads are too big, and the shorts are not cut well. Wearing this kind of clothes, people will show two thick thighs as soon as they sit down, and then there will be that wrinkled sleeveless shirt, which is big enough to be worn only on cows.
I kept this view to myself, but I bought a glass of wine for the astronauts with the last fifty cents left.
I think this is an investment, because astronauts have always been generous in money. When clinking glasses, I congratulated the astronauts and said, "Hot jet!" " "He glanced at me.
I made a mistake when dealing with Tucker Bohrod Bent for the first time. After listening to my toast, he didn't use the words he should have used, such as "smooth sailing" and "safe landing". He just looked at me carefully from head to toe and whispered, "Your enthusiasm is very good, but you have the wrong person." I have never traveled in space. "
On this occasion, it is better to say less. The stewardesses really don't come to the bar of kassem Hotel often, which is not to their liking. In addition, it is miles away from the center of the rocket launch site. If a person comes in wearing ground clothes and sits in a dark corner, he hates being called an astronaut. That's his business. I don't care. I also chose a quiet corner to sit down so as not to be seen-before that, I borrowed a small sum of money, which was nothing, but I was always embarrassed to be caught by others. I think there must be a reason why he took a fancy to this dark place. As for the reason, I'd better not ask.
However, my voice is usually free and unrestrained, but now I can't control it. So I said, "Don't give me that, old man." I am sure that you are not a person living on the earth, but an astronaut on other planets. Seeing the way he carefully raised his glass-a habitual action of living in a low gravity environment, I went on to say, "I bet you drink more wine on Mars than on Earth. "
"Keep your voice down!" He interrupted me without moving his lips. "What makes you decide that I am an astronaut? You don't know me at all. "
"Sorry," I said. "You can be anyone you like. I had nothing to do with that. However, I have a vision. You showed the stuffing as soon as you walked in. "
He asked in a low voice, "Why did you expose the stuffing?"
"You don't have to worry about that. I doubt whether others will notice this. But I can see things that others can't. " I handed him my business card, a little smug. You know, I'm the only one on earth, Lorenzo Smythe, a one-man troupe. Yes, I am the famous Lorenzo-stereo music, opera and drama can not be made into records or recordings without Lorenzo's name. I am "an outstanding artist who is good at pantomime and pantomime".
He looked at my business card and stuffed it into a pocket on his sleeve-his appearance really caught my eye and angered me. These business cards cost me a lot of money. The words and patterns on them are all hand-carved, and they are perfectly imitated. "I know what you mean," he said softly, "but what's wrong with my behavior?"
"Let me show you," I said. "I imitate an ordinary person on the earth, walk to the door, and then walk back like you. Look. " Say that finish, I showed him and walked back from the door. I am afraid that his eyesight is not used to things on the ground, so I deliberately exaggerate his movements-his feet slide gently on the floor, as if walking on an iron plate, his body leans forward slightly to keep his hips balanced, and his hands leave his body slightly to grab things forward.
There are many other details that cannot be expressed in words. The key is that when you study, you must imagine yourself as an astronaut: your body should be flexible, and you always balance unconsciously-you must experience it yourself. People who live on the ground, walking on smooth or stable ground under normal gravity, will inevitably fall and bump in their lives, and even often stumble or slip over cigarette paper or something.
However, astronauts will not.
"Know what I mean?" I asked, sitting in my original seat.
"I think I understand," he admitted with an angry expression. "Did I go like this?"
"It's like this."
"Hum ... it seems that I have to invite you to teach me in class."
"Then you will go even worse!" I told him frankly.
He sat there motionless, staring at me as if to speak, but suddenly changed his mind and stopped talking. He waved his finger to signal the waiter to refill the glass. When the wine was served, he really paid for it. After drinking, he slipped down from his seat, moving quickly and cleanly, which was beyond my expectation.
"Wait for me," he said quietly.
The glass of wine he invited me to drink was put in front of me, and I found it hard to refuse. I'm not going to refuse either. I am interested in him. Although we have only known each other for ten minutes, I like him. He can be said to be a big fellow. Although he is not handsome, he is not ugly. Women will be tempted when they see him, and men will do whatever they want.
He walked across the room at a brisk and natural pace and passed four Martian tables at the door. I don't like Martians, and I didn't expect to meet such a monster: it looks like a trunk with a hat like a parasol at the top, but it just wants to enjoy the privileges of the earth people. Their limbs are all fake, which makes people feel sick. Because it reminds me of a snake crawling out of a hole. The way they look at people or things is unpleasant. They can look in all directions at the same time without turning their heads (if they have a job with a head, but they don't actually have a head). Also, they give off a strange smell, which is unbearable!
I believe no one will accuse me of racial prejudice. I never care about anyone's color, race or religious belief. However, people are always people. Martians are actually an object. In my opinion, they are not even like animals at all. I'd rather take a pig with me one day than see this Martian alien. Now I always feel that it's outrageous to allow them to freely enter and leave restaurants and bars dedicated to the people of the earth. The problem is that the earth people and Martians signed a treaty with clear provisions. what can I do?
The four Martians were not here when I came in, otherwise I would have driven them away. When I walked like an astronaut just now, they were definitely not there. Now they are standing around a table, with cushions under their feet, pretending to be human. I didn't even hear the air conditioner speed up. I really don't know when they sneaked in.
The glass of wine in front of me that people have already paid for doesn't attract me much either. I just hope that the person who invited me will come back early so that I can say goodbye to him politely. Somehow, it suddenly occurred to me that just before he left the bar in a hurry, he took a quick look in that direction. I wonder if the appearance of Martians has anything to do with his hasty departure. I turned my head and looked around to see the Martians who didn't pay much attention to our table-but who can tell what Martians saw or thought? This makes me sick again.
I just fiddled with my cup while thinking and sat there for a few minutes. So I'm not surprised: what happened to the word pilot, my generous friend? I had hoped that he would continue to carry forward the spirit of hospitality and invite me to dinner again, or we could talk more speculatively. He might be generous and lend me a small sum of money for the time being. As for other hopes-I have to admit-they are all illusory.
It's embarrassing to say. Recently, I called my agent twice, and his automation secretary only wrote down my business without a reply. Unless there are coins on my door, I won't have a room to enter that night ... Look, I have been reduced to the point where I don't even have a place to live, so I can only sleep next to my coin-operated bedroom.
I locked my eyebrows and fell into painful meditation, trying to find a way out of the predicament. Just then, a waiter touched my arm and said, "Sir, please answer the phone."
"Oh, well, I'll listen. Friend, would you please bring the phone to the table? "
Excuse me, sir. I can't move that phone. 12 public telephone room is on the porch of the hotel. Listen for yourself! "
"Thank you very much," I replied discontentedly, trying to be friendly, because I really can't afford to tip. I made a detour to avoid Martians when I went out.
After a while, I realized why he couldn't take his mobile phone to the table. 12 is an absolutely safe telephone room. You can't see or hear it. There is a scrambler in it to prevent eavesdropping. I can't see the image on the screen. Even if I went in and locked the door, the screen was still blurred. It was not until I sat down, put my face to the screen and let the other person see my image that the white clouds began to dissipate. I just gradually saw my astronaut friend.
"Sorry, I was in a hurry and left without saying goodbye."
He said quickly, "I want you to go to Eisenhower Hotel, room 2 106 at once."
He didn't explain. Eisenhower Hotel, like Casamance Hotel, is not a favorite place for astronauts.
I found that when he asked me out, there must be an article: A person will never meet a stranger in a bar and insist that he go to a hotel room-hey, at least he won't always ask out the same sex!
"Why do you want me to go?" I asked.
After listening to my question, the astronaut's face changed, just like some people who are used to giving orders, always demanding absolute obedience from the other side without any objection. With a professional curiosity, I studied his expression-not like anger, but a bit like Lei Yun before the storm. He controlled his feelings and said calmly, "Well, Lorenzo, there is no time to explain to you. Do you want to work? "
"Do you mean professional work?" I am slow, he said. Suddenly I got a fright. I'm a little skeptical about what he'll let me do ... well, you know-he's talking about a job. To this day, I have always been proud of my career, despite my bad luck, repeated setbacks and bitter taste.
"Oh, professional, of course!" He said at once. "We need to find the best actors."
I was really glad to hear that, but I didn't show it on my face. Indeed, I actually want to do any kind of professional work in my heart-even in Romeo and Juliet, I don't play any role, just act as a balcony, I am willing to be a prop-but I said to myself, I can't be too eager.
"How long is the employment period?" I asked, "My schedule is quite full." He turned a deaf ear to what I said and paid no attention.
"I can't say clearly on the phone. Maybe you don't know the secret of this kind of phone. As long as you use the proper equipment, it is easy to destroy the scrambler. Any wire to prevent eavesdropping may fail-you'd better come to me quickly! "
The expression on his face is urgent, so I don't have to worry. "Now I want to ask," I said unconvinced, "what kind of role do you think I am? Hotel waiter? A fledgling actor who plays the role of a child? Or just want to win a walk-on role on the stage? You know I'm Lorenzo! " I raised my head disapprovingly to show my anger. "How much are you willing to pay?"
"Hey, damn it, I can't elaborate on the phone. How much do you take now? "
"Why? Are you asking me about my salary as an actor? "
"Yes, yes!"
"How much do you think a performance costs, how much is it a week, or do you pay regularly according to the contract?"
"Hey, it doesn't matter. How much do you get a day? "
"The minimum reward for a performance for one night is 100 gold coin." Simple, he said, that's it. Well, sometimes I have to pay a considerable commission. However, the number on my receipt will not be lower than what I deserve. A person always has his own standards, or values. I would rather starve to death than do it for too little salary.
"Well, that's settled," he said quickly. "As soon as you come, I will give you one hundred yuan in cash. But be quick! "
"Huh?" I suddenly have a little regret. I could have left 200 yuan or even 250 yuan. "But I haven't agreed to accept the deadline."
"This problem is not big! Wait till you arrive! Even if you refuse, this 100 yuan cash will still be given to you. If you accept it-this is a bonus, and the salary will be calculated separately. Stop nagging, can you come now? "
I nodded my head. "Certainly, sir. Please be patient."
Fortunately, the Eisenhower Hotel is not far from the Casamance Hotel. At that time, I was penniless and couldn't even afford the subway. But walking on two legs is good. Although I am not familiar with the art of catwalk, I am still interested in it. Besides, while walking, I can still have time to think. I am not an idiot. I know someone who is eager to give you a large sum of money. There must be something fishy. I must observe carefully. Now I can be sure that the activities involved in this matter are either illegal, frugal or both illegal and risky. I've never cared too much about complicated legal regulations. I agree with Shakespeare that the law is often like an idiot. But on the whole, I am a well-behaved person, and I have never broken the law, let alone done a good job.
However, at present, I don't have enough materials to confirm my suspicion. With this idea, I won't think about it. I put my shawl over my right shoulder and walked into the street.
The warm and pleasant climate in autumn, coupled with the colorful and flowery scenes in big cities, makes me feel really high, which can be said to be a rare find the scenery relaxed and happy. When I arrived at the hotel, I decided to take the express elevator from the basement to the 2 1 floor instead of the main entrance. At this time, I vaguely felt that it was impossible for me to be recognized by the audience in such a place. My astronaut friend invited me in at once.
"You spend a lot of time on the road," he said with an expression.
"Really?" I glanced around for a while, not trying to refute him. As I expected, this is an expensive and luxuriously decorated room, but the things in the room are very messy.
I saw used wine glasses piled up everywhere, at least a dozen, and there were many coffee cups over there. It is not difficult to see from this sign that many guests came before me. There was another man lying on the sofa, staring at me on his stomach. According to my preliminary observation, this man is also an astronaut. I gave him an inquiring look. Nobody introduced me.
"Hey, you finally came. Now get to the point, get to the point! "
"Talk about it! That reminds me, "I continued," what bonus or advance payment was mentioned just now! "
"Well, not bad." He turned to the man lying on the sofa and said, "Jacques, pay him." "hand in what?"
"Pay him!"
Now I know which of the two men is the superior-later I know that Tucker Bohrod Bent is usually in charge, which is beyond doubt. Hearing Tucker's words, another man immediately stood up, still staring at me, and gave me a 50 yuan bill and five gold coins 10 yuan. I didn't even count the amount. I took the money and stuffed it into my pocket at once. Then I said, "Now I have to listen to you, gentlemen."
The big man bit his lip. "First of all, I want you to make a solemn oath. You can't even dream about it. "
"If I simply say I promise not to talk about it, then swear. What do you say? " The little astronaut is still lying on the sofa. I glanced at him. "I don't think we have met before. My name is Lorenzo. "
He stared at me, but turned his head. The friend I met in the bar quickly said, "The name doesn't matter on this issue."
"It doesn't matter? On his deathbed, my father made me promise to do three things: first, never mix anything into whiskey except water; Second, never pay attention to anonymous letters; Third, never talk to strangers who don't want to give their real names. Goodbye, gentlemen. " Then I went straight to the door, and the 100 gold coin in my pocket warmed my heart again.
"Stop!" I stopped. Just listen to him continue to say, "You are absolutely right. My name is ... "
"Captain!"
"Shut up! Jacques. I'm Tucker Bohrod Bent. The man staring at us is Jacques do powys. We are all astronauts-aerospace experts, no matter how big the tonnage of the spacecraft is, how fast the spacecraft is. "
I nodded my head. Lorenzo Smythe. I said modestly, "A bard and an artist-this letter can be sent by Ramses Club." In fact, I have to keep it in mind, and don't forget to pay the dues.
"Come on, Jacques, don't always sulk. Now you can laugh. Lorenzo, do you agree to keep this secret? "
"Must be kept secret. This is a gentleman's agreement. "
"Whether you accept the job or not, you must keep it a secret from now on?"
"Whether we understand each other and reach an agreement, this is confidential. I am a person, my weakness is inevitable, but as long as I don't use illegal torture to force me, I will never reveal your secret. "
"Lorenzo, I know very well what a new anesthetic will do to a person's brain. We don't expect any miracles. "
"Tucker," powys said eagerly, "this is going to make a mistake. We have to at least ..."
"Shut up, Jacques. I don't want to invite any hypnotist here and now, Lorenzo. Listen, we want you to play a role. To be realistic, no one-I mean, no one in the universe-will know that this happened. Can you do this job? "
I frowned. "The first question is not' Can I do it?' The most important thing is' do I want to do it?' What is the specific situation? Go! "
"Hey, we'll talk about the details later. Simply put, it's almost like you usually play the role of a celebrity. The difference is that you are required to have both form and spirit, even people who know him very well can't recognize him if you look closely. It's not just reviewing the parade from the viewing platform, or awarding medals to girl scouts. It's not that easy. " His eyes gave me a strange look with a sly strange light. "This requires the special talents of a veritable artist."
"no!" I immediately objected.
"ah! You know nothing about this task yet, so don't take a stand. If you feel guilty, I can assure you that you will never harm the interests of that celebrity or the legitimate interests of others. In short, this work must be done! "
"no!"
"Hey, God, why not? You don't even know how much we have to pay you! "
"I won't pay anything!" I said firmly. "I am an actor, not an actor who replaces a real person."
"I can't understand. You are incomprehensible. There are many actors who take the place of celebrities to make some extra money! "
"That kind of person I can't recognize them as peers. I'd rather say they are prostitutes. I must make it clear. Can writers respect ghostwriters? If a painter asks others to sign his works just for money, will you respect such a painter? Sir, the artist's spirit may be strange to you. But I might as well explain it in your jargon: if you are a real spaceship pilot, others don't have your superb technology, but they wear spacesuits and are praised by the public and even called aerospace experts. What are you willing to do for a little money? Will you? "
"powys snorted." how much is it? "
Bohrod Bent frowned and glanced at him sideways. "I think it is completely understandable that you look at it this way and object."
"Sir, for artists, the most important thing is honor. Money is just a means to create art, in other words, money is just a vulgar means. "
"Well, well said! So you're not talented for money, so what are you willing to do for other reasons? If you think this kind of thing must be done and only you can do it, what are you willing to do? "
"If so, that can be considered! I can't imagine this situation now. "
Powys suddenly jumped up from the sofa. "Hey, Tucker, you can't ... you have no right ..."
"Shut up, Jacques! Be sure to let him know. "
"Now don't let him know, especially here. Besides, you have no right to tell him to the detriment of all others. What's more, you really know nothing about him. "
"This is a planned adventure." Bohrod Bent turned to me.
Powys grabbed his arm and turned his body around. "What planned adventure, go to hell! Tucker, I used to follow you and do everything you said, but this time, if you don't shut up, I will fight you. If one of us is in trouble, we can't drive any more! "
Bohrod Bent was shocked. He smiled coldly at Do powys. "You want to be brave, don't you, brother?"
Powys looked at him angrily and showed no weakness. Bohrod Bent is a head taller than him and weighs more than 20 kilograms. This is the first time I found myself attracted to powys. I often see kittens bared their teeth, or bantam chickens fighting, and I have also seen the momentum that small people would rather die standing than live on their knees. I have this feeling at this moment, and I am deeply moved by it. Although I don't think Bohrod Bent will kill him, I can totally imagine how powys will be bullied in the future.
I'm not going to interfere. Everyone has the right to choose the time and way to destroy himself!
I see that the relationship between them is getting more and more tense. Bohrod Bent suddenly smiled and grabbed powys's shoulder.
"Well done, Jacques!" He turned to me and said quietly, "excuse me, please wait a moment." I have to add up with him. "
One corner of this suite is used as a soundproof room, which contains a telephone and an autograph book. I saw Bohrod Bent holding powys's hand and leading him to the corner. They stood there as if arguing about an urgent military issue.
The sound insulation equipment in public places like hotels is sometimes not ideal, and sound waves will inevitably spread out. However, Eisenhower Hotel is a luxury building. Of course, the quality level of equipment is not mentioned, and it will never go wrong. I can only see their lips moving and I can't hear the sound.
Their lips are really moving. I saw them. Bohrod Bent's face was facing me, and I glanced at powys in the mirror on the wall. This reminds me of telepathy, my specialty when I was a child. My father always spanked me until I learned the ability to understand what others said by observing the movements of my lips-I once performed telepathy in a brightly lit hall and used glasses-which is not a big problem at present-and I can try my best to understand their conversation through the movements of their lips.
Powys seems to be saying, "Tucker, you cruel and stupid beast, what you are doing and what you are going to do is completely illegal, and it is very despicable and ugly. Do you want us to bet all our money on this guy and end up with nothing? This pretentious, sinister villain will eventually reveal all the secrets. "
I hardly heard Bohrod Bent's answer. This guy calls me pretentious? Indeed, I do have a feeling of self-appreciation for my genius, but I never show it on my face.
I feel that I am a very modest person.
Bohrod Bent said ... it doesn't matter if it becomes clever, besides, it's a unique trick in the city? Jacques, you can't find anyone else but him. "
Powys said, "Well, please ask Dr. Skodia to hypnotize him and give him a drink. Even so, we can't tell him the key problem. We can't tell him until he is completely under our control. Especially when we are still on the ground, we must never talk about it. "
I saw Bohrod Bent say, "Well, Scotia once told me that hypnotic or narcotic drugs won't help that person play the role we need. We must win him over and make him cooperate with us voluntarily. "
What Bohrod Bent said made powys scoff. He said, "What voluntary cooperation? Open your eyes and look at him. Can there be a phoenix in the crow's nest? Yes, his length and shape are suitable. His skull also looks like the leader, but it is probably only superficial. He may be similar in appearance, but different in spirit. Maybe he will suddenly panic, or fly into a rage and let the cat out of the bag. I don't think he can play this role. He is a poor actor at best! "
If the immortal opera singer caruso is criticized for being out of tune, he will definitely think it is a great insult to him. However, after listening to the above words, I suddenly feel that this is more insulting than caruso. But I still deserve it, he said. I inherited the tradition of Babbage and Booth. I continued to wipe my nails, trying to ignore these words, but I only remembered one thing: one day, I will take a good look at my friend powys. I want to make him laugh and cry in 20 seconds. I waited for a while, then stood up and walked towards the isolation room. When they saw that I wanted to go in, they immediately stopped talking. I whispered to him, "Never mind, gentlemen, I changed my mind."
After listening to my words, powys looked relieved. "You don't like this job?"
"I mean, I accept your task. You don't have to explain. Bohrod Bent's friends assured me that this job would not upset my conscience. I believe him. Since he told me he needed me to be an actor, I don't care about the details and specific affairs involving stage supervision. In this way, I accepted. "
Powys was a little angry, but he refrained from saying more. I doubt that Bohrod Bent will show satisfaction and relief; In fact, his performance is not the case. He looks depressed, a little depressed. "Well," he agreed and said, "let's start talking! Lorenzo, we don't know how long we need you to work. I think it will take a few days at most. During this time, you only need to appear once or twice. About an hour at a time. "
"As long as you give me enough time to study how to play the role you want me to play, there will be no other problems. But you have to tell me. How many days will it take? I have to inform our agent. "
"wow! This can't be done! You can't do that. "
"Well, I won't go to notice. So, how long will it take? Will it take a week? "
"No more than a week. If it is that long, we will be finished. "
"oh? ! "
"It doesn't matter. What do you think of one hundred gold coins a day? Are you satisfied? "
I hesitated. Remembering that he just promised to meet my minimum requirements in order to meet me in a hurry, I think I should be polite now. The question of money is put aside for the time being. "Don't talk about it now. There is no doubt that the reward you give me will be commensurate with my performance ability. I trust you very much. "
"Well, let's not talk about it for the time being." Bohrod bent turned a little impatiently. "Jacques, call the launch site first. Talk to Langston. Tell him the Madigoras project has started. Keep close contact with him. Lorenzo ... "He motioned me to go to the bathroom with him. He opened a small box and asked, "Can you buy this fake?"
What he took out was really a fake. It turned out to be a kind of cosmetics that only non-professional actors can use, but the price is particularly expensive. This kind of cosmetics is specially put on the counter and sold to vain people who want to be actors. I looked at the box and looked a little disgusted.