一在一间普通的房间里,有张铺着呢子、中央放着个长颈玻璃瓶的桌子。桌子老大,后面坐着一溜人。他——傻里傻气、赢瘦、天赋不高,每每感到自己在生活中受骗,心底里被粗暴地激起的社会天性,依然猛烈无比,因此我暗地里把他叫做社会愤怒分子。他身旁是那个专提问题的人,是个知识分子,一头深色的头发平整乌黑,脑袋的轮廓端正美好,他提问题一个接一个,让您喘不上气。但他并不把问题弄得水落石出,他只引导追捕,让大伙儿跟着他发现的足迹,穷追猛打。 In a normal room, there was a table covered with woolen cloth and a long necked glass bottle in the center. Desk boss, sitting behind a slippery people. He - stupidly silly, win thin, low-talented, often feel that he was deceived in his life, my heart was rudely stirred social nature is still fierce incomparable, so I secretly called him a social anger. Next to him was the man who asked questions and was an intellectual. He had a dark, dark hair and a smooth outline of the head. He asked questions one by one to keep you out of breath. But he did not make the matter come to nothing, he only led the hunt, so that everyone followed his footsteps found, pursued.