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开往柿子林卡的路上,我的脑海中不断地浮现出一个画面:两年前,也是这样的好天气,在空间蒙太奇那间极高大、极宽敞、极出名的办公室中,一身休闲装的张宝全,蹲在地上,一手扶着茶几,一手一笔一划地在当时刚刚出版的插画手绘本《浮生六记之闺房记乐》上,“画”着给每个人的赠言和签名——他的字就像在学校黑板报上看到的那样,只有轮廓,中间却是空心的。“前几天,我不小心扭了腰,这姿势呆着,最舒服。”看我们一脸惊愕,张宝全忙笑着解释,还分明有些腼腆——他说过,自己性格内向。我呵呵地笑出声,结果,本不熟悉去柿子林卡的路线,再一走神,车子“嗖”地拐错了路口。这一错,就比约定的时间晚到了30分钟。
On the way to persimmon linca, my mind is constantly showing a picture: two years ago, it was such a good weather, in the space montage that very tall, very spacious, very famous office, a casual wear Zhang Baoquan, squatting on the ground, one hand holding the coffee table, hand one by one at the time of the newly published illustration of hand-painted “Floating Life in mind the heart of the boudoir”, “painting” with everyone’s gift and signature - - His words, as seen on the school’s blackboard, are outlines and hollow in the middle. “A few days ago, I accidentally twisted his torso, this position to stay, the most comfortable.” “Look at our look of shock, Zhang Baoquan all explained with a smile, but also clearly some coveted - he said, his introverted character. I chuckled loudly, the result, the not familiar with the line to persimmon Linka, another god, the car ”whiz" to turn the wrong intersection. This mistake was 30 minutes later than agreed upon.