那年，作协开会选举“领导班子”。选票发到手，我照例是一笔不划，将票折起来，起身去往票箱里一投了事。对于人事，我向来不肯耗费脑力。故而，在我可爱的同行们绞尽脑汁对候选人加以取舍时，我已走出会场。场外大厅空荡荡，却见另一个门也走出一个人，并笑嘻嘻朝我走来。一 That year, the association held a meeting to elect a “leading group.” Sent to the hands of the ballot papers, as usual, I did not draw a line, the tickets folded up and went to the ballot box a cast something. For personnel, I have always refused to mind. So I walked out of the room as my lovely colleagues racked their brains to choose candidates. Outside the hall empty, but also see another door out of a person, and walked toward me with a smile. one