在北京炎热的晌午里,刘伟没睡多久就起床了。头一天晚上三四点才睡,他感到了疲惫。电视台的摄像机已经在房门外架好,一切就位。母亲从厨房里端出午饭,刘伟在镜头前用右脚夹住勺子,将韭菜炒蛋和着米饭往嘴里送。没吃几口,他抱歉地对摄影师说:“感冒了,胃口不好,吃不下去。”妹妹将 In the hot Beijing noon, Liu Wei did not sleep how long to get up. He fell asleep the first day after going to bed at three or four in the evening. TV cameras have been outside the house frame, everything in place. Mother out of the kitchen lunch, Liu Wei in front of the lens with a spoon, the scrambled eggs with leeks and rice to your mouth. He did not eat a few mouthfuls, he apologized to the photographer: “A cold, poor appetite, can not eat.”