依旧没有来电。已是六点半了,——这个时间也是我靠着窗户盯在手表上看了好一会儿才模糊辨出的。教室里陷入一片混乱,声音高达70分贝。同学们或引吭高歌或穿行于过道间“友情客串”;有的则像个侦察员,在教室里外来回探望,不时吼上几句“老师来了”;少数几位则安静地 Still no call. It was already half past six, and this time was also the time when I stared at the watch on the window for a moment before I could find it out. The classroom was in confusion and the sound was 70 decibels. The students sang or sang songs or walked through the aisles for “friendship guestlines.” Some were like scouts. They came back and forth in the classroom, and occasionally slogized “teachers”; a few were quiet.