这已经是我第三十四次去看歌剧《吉卜赛公主》的演出了。因为去得晚了点,我绕过队列直接就奔着售票员来了:“帮我个忙,好大姐,跟以前一样,来张楼顶的票,求您利索点。”正在此时,站在我身后的某个人毫不客气地揪住了我的脖领子——没错,毫不客气地把我从售票窗口拽开,而且朝我应该去的地方推我,就是说,队伍的末尾。我憋得心跳如捣,英雄气短——在大庭广众面前被突然地揪住脖领子,这不成谋杀了吗?我环顾左右:这家伙是个大 This is my thirty-fourth visit to the opera “Princess Romagi” performance. Because I got late, I came round the queue and ran straight to the conductor: "Help me, my eldest sister, just like before, come and vote for the top floor. , Someone standing behind me happily grabbed my neck collar - yes, I blurted out the ticket window and pushed me where I should go, that is, the team The end. I bie heartbeat like a pound, heroic shortness - in front of the crowd was suddenly grabbed the neck collar, which can not be murdered? I look around: this guy is a big