Mike Teavee was even more excited than Grandpa Joe at seeing a bar of chocolate being sent by television. “But Mr Wonka,” he shouted, “can you send other things through the air in the same way? Breakfast cereal, for instance?”
迈克·蒂维亲眼看到一块巧克力糖能这样被电视传送，甚至比约瑟夫爷爷还要兴奋。“不过旺卡先生，”他叫道，“你能用这个办法传送别的东西吗，例如早餐的麦片？”
“Of course I could!”
“我当然能够！”
“But could you send it by television if you wanted to, as you do chocolate?” asked Mike Teavee.
“不过要传送的话，你能像巧克力糖一样用电视传送吗？”迈克·蒂维问道。
“And what about people?” asked Mike Teavee. “Could you send a real live person from one place to another in the same way?”
“那么人呢？”迈克·蒂维又问，“你能用同样的办法把一个真正的活人从一个地方传送到另一个地方吗？”
“A person!” cried Mr Wonka. “Are you off your rocker?”
“一个人！”旺卡先生叫道，“你疯了吗？”
“Oh, my sainted aunt!” cried Mr Wonka. “Don’t mention that disgusting stuff in front of me! Do you know what breakfast cereal is made of? It’s made of all those little curly wooden shavings you find in pencil sharpeners!”
“噢，我的已进天国的姑妈呀！”旺卡先生叫道，“不要在我面前提起这种倒胃口的东西！你知道早餐吃的麦片是用什么东西做的吗？它是用铅笔刀削出来的那些铅笔的小木屑做成的！”
“But could it be done?”
“但能做到吗？”
But Mike Teavee was already off and running. The moment he heard Mr Wonka saying, “I’m pretty sure it could… of course it could,” he turned away and started running as fast as he could towards the other end of the room where the great camera was standing. “Look at me!” he shouted as he ran. “I’m going to be the first person in the world to be sent by television!”
但是迈克·蒂维已经跑开了。当他听到旺卡先生说“我十分有把握能做到…当然能做到…”时已经一个转身拼命地跑，一直奔到放着摄影机的房间的另一边。“瞧我吧！”他边跑边叫，“我要做世界上第一个被电视传送的人！”
“Good heavens, child, I really don’t know… I suppose it could… yes. I’m pretty sure it could… of course it could… I wouldn’t like to risk it, though… it might have some very nasty results…”
“天哪，小朋友，我实在不知道…我想是能做到的…对，我十分有把握能做到…当然能做到…不过我不想冒这个险…结果可能十分糟糕…”
“See you later, alligator!” he shouted, and he pulled down the switch, and as he did so, he leaped out into the full glare of the mighty lens.
“再见，短吻鳄！”他叫道，把开关把手拉下去，同时跳到强力镜片的耀眼强光中。
Then there was silence.
接着是一片寂静。
“Mike!” screamed Mrs Teavee. “Stop! Come back! You’ll be turned into a million tiny pieces!”
“迈克！”蒂维太太哇哇大叫，“停下！回来！你会变成一百万个微粒的！”
“No, no, no, no!” cried Mr Wonka.
“不要！不要！不要！不要！”旺卡先生叫道。
But there was no stopping Mike Teavee now. The crazy boy rushed on, and when he reached the enormous camera, he jumped straight for the switch, scattering Oompa-Loompas right and left as he went.
但现在已经没有办法阻止迈克·蒂维了。这发疯的孩子向前直奔。当他到达那巨型摄影机前时，便一直冲向开关把手，一路上把那些奥帕—伦帕人左右推开。
There was a blinding flash.
一道使人目眩的闪光。
Mr Wonka hurried forward and placed a hand gently on Mrs Teavee’s shoulder. “We shall have to hope for the best,” he said. “We must pray that your little boy will come out unharmed at the other end.”
旺卡先生急忙跑上前，把一只手轻轻放在蒂维太太的肩上。“我们要向好的方面想，”他说，“我们必须祈祷，希望你的孩子安全无恙地从另一头出来。”
“Mike!” screamed Mrs Teavee, clasping her head in her hands. “Where are you?”
“迈克！”蒂维太太双手抱着头哇哇叫，“你在哪里？”
Then Mrs Teavee ran forward… but she stopped dead in the middle of the room… and she stood there… she stood staring at the place where her son had been… and her great red mouth opened wide and she screamed, “He’s gone! He’s gone!”
然后蒂维太太向前跑…但是跑到房间中间，她停下来呆若木鸡…她站在那里…她站在那里盯住她儿子曾经站过的地方看…她那张血红的大口张得老大，哇哇大叫起来：“他不见了！他不见了！”
“Great heavens, he has gone!” shouted Mr Teavee.
“天哪！他已经不见了！”蒂维先生大叫道。
“What on earth do you mean?” asked Mr Teavee sharply.
“你这话是什么意思？”蒂维先生尖利地问道。
“Don’t talk about it!” wailed Mrs Teavee.
“不要说出这种话来！”蒂维太太嚎啕大哭。
“I’ll tell you where he is,” said Mr Teavee, “he’s whizzing around above our heads in a million tiny pieces!”
“我来告诉你他在哪里，”蒂维先生说，“他变成了一百万个微粒，正在我们的头顶上嘶嘶地转！”
“Let’s hope it’s the top half,” said Mr Teavee.
“但愿是上半个。”蒂维先生说。
“We must watch the television set,” said Mr Wonka. “He may come through any moment.”
“我们必须去看电视机，”旺卡先生说，“他随时可能出来的。”
Mr and Mrs Teavee and Grandpa Joe and little Charlie and Mr Wonka all gathered round the television and stared tensely at the screen. The screen was quite blank.
蒂维先生和他太太、约瑟夫爷爷和小查理，还有旺卡先生，他们聚在电视机周围紧张地盯住荧光屏看。荧光屏上一片空白。
“He’s taking a heck of a long time to come across,” said Mr Teavee, wiping his brow.
“他要花该死的漫长时间才能到这里来。”蒂维先生擦着他的眉毛说。
“I don’t wish to alarm you,” said Mr Wonka, “but it does sometimes happen that only about half the little pieces find their way into the television set. It happened last week. I don’t know why, but the result was that only half a bar of chocolate came through.”
“我不想吓唬你们，”旺卡先生说，“但有时候的确有这种事发生，只有一半左右的小微粒能找到路到电视机这里来。上星期就发生过一次。我不知道是什么道理，结果是只有半块巧克力糖出来了。”
Mrs Teavee let out a scream of horror. “You mean only a half of Mike is coming back to us?” she cried.
蒂维太太吓得哇哇尖叫。“你是说只有半个迈克会回到我们这里来吗？”她叫道。
“Oh dear, oh dear,” said Mr Wonka, “I do hope that no part of him gets left behind.”
“噢，天哪，天哪！”旺卡先生说，“但愿他没有剩下一点儿留在那边。”
“Mike,” cried Mrs Teavee, “are you all right? Are there any bits of you missing?”
“迈克，”蒂维太太叫道，“你没事吧？你身上有没有少了什么？”
“Talk to me, Mike!” cried Mrs Teavee. “Say something! Tell me you’re all right!”
“对我说话呀，迈克！”蒂维太太叫道，“说句话呀！告诉我你没事呀！”
“Isn’t he going to get any bigger?” shouted Mr Teavee.
“他不会再变大一点儿了吗？”蒂维先生叫道。
“I’m not sure,” said Mr Wonka. “It’s too early to tell.”
“我不敢肯定，”旺卡先生说，“说这话还早。”
Faintly at first, but becoming clearer and clearer every second, the picture of Mike Teavee appeared on the screen. He was standing up and waving at the audience and grinning from ear to ear.
先是模模糊糊，但一秒钟比一秒钟清楚，迈克·蒂维的图像在荧光屏上出现了。他站在那里对观众们招手，咧大了嘴在笑。
“Here he comes!” yelled Mr Wonka. “Yes, that’s him all right!”
“他来了！”旺卡先生大叫，“对，没错，是他！”
“Is he all in one piece?” cried Mrs Teavee.
“他完整无缺吗？”蒂维太太叫道。
A tiny little voice, no louder than the squeaking of a mouse, came out of the television set. “Hi, Mum!” it said. “Hi, Pop! Look at me! I’m the first person ever to be sent by television!”
从电视机里传来一个很小的声音，不比老鼠的吱吱声响。“你好，妈妈！”迈克说，“你好，爸爸！你们看我吧！我是第一个被电视传送的人！”
Then some wavy lines appeared.
接着出现一些波浪线。
Mr Wonka adjusted one of the knobs and the wavy lines went away.
旺卡先生调整其中一个旋钮，波浪线消失了。
“But he’s a midget!” shouted Mr Teavee.
“但他变成了一个侏儒！”蒂维先生叫道。
The screen had suddenly begun to flicker.
荧光屏忽然开始闪烁。
“Hold everything!” said Mr Wonka. “Watch the screen! Something’s happening!”
“准备好！”旺卡先生说，“看着荧光屏！有动静了！”
And now, very slowly, the screen began to get brighter and brighter.
现在，荧光屏很慢很慢地开始变得越来越亮。
“Oh, yes I will!” squeaked the tiny voice of Mike Teavee. “I’ll still be able to watch television!”
“噢，我能做！”迈克·蒂维发出细微的吱吱尖叫声，“我仍旧可以看电视！”
“You call that unharmed?” snapped Mrs Teavee, peering at the little speck of a boy who was now running to and fro across the palm of her hand, waving his pistols in the air.
“你说这是安然无恙？”蒂维太太大声说，看着那个小不点儿在她的手掌上跑来跑去，挥动着他手中的枪。
“Of course he’s shrunk,” said Mr Wonka. “What did you expect?”
“他当然缩小了，”旺卡先生说，“你还想怎样？”
He was certainly not more than an inch tall.
他连一英寸高也没有。
“He won’t be able to do anything!” cried Mrs Teavee.
“他什么也不能做了！”蒂维太太叫道。
“This is terrible!” wailed Mrs Teavee. “What are we going to do?”
“这太可怕了！”蒂维太太号叫着，“我们将怎么办呢？”
“Grab him!” ordered Mr Wonka. “Quick!”
“抓住他！”旺卡先生吩咐说，“快！”
When he heard this, Mike Teavee flew into a terrible tantrum. He started jumping up and down on the palm of his mother’s hand, screaming and yelling and trying to bite her fingers. “I want to watch television!” he squeaked. “I want to watch television! I want to watch television! I want to watch television!”
一听见这话，迈克·蒂维可怕地大发脾气。他在他妈妈的手掌上开始一上一下地砰砰乱跳，大叫大嚷，甚至要咬她的手指。“我要看电视！”他尖叫，“我要看电视！我要看电视！我要看电视！”
Mrs Teavee shot out a hand and picked the tiny figure of Mike Teavee out of the screen.
蒂维太太忙伸出一只手，把迈克的微小身体从荧光屏上捡了出来。
“He’s shrunk!” said Mr Teavee.
“他缩小了！”蒂维先生说。
“Hooray!” cried Mr Wonka. “He’s all in one piece! He’s completely unharmed!”
“万岁！”旺卡先生叫道，“他完整无缺！安然无恙！”
And Mr Teavee said, “We can’t send him back to school like this! He’ll get trodden on! He’ll get squashed!”
蒂维先生说：“他这个样子，我们不能送他去上学了！他会被人踩扁的！他会被压烂的！”
“Never again!” shouted Mr Teavee. “I’m throwing the television set right out the window the moment we get home. I’ve had enough of television!”
“永远不许再看了！”蒂维先生吼叫道，“一回到家，我就把电视机扔出窗口。电视叫我受够了！”
“Oh, Mr Wonka,” wailed Mrs Teavee, “how can we make him grow?”
“噢，旺卡先生，”蒂维太太号叫道，“我们怎么能让他大起来呢？”
“Here! Give him to me!” said Mr Teavee, and he took the tiny boy and shoved him into the breast pocket of his jacket and stuffed a handkerchief on top. Squeals and yells came from inside the pocket, and the pocket shook as the furious little prisoner fought to get out.
“来！把他交给我！”蒂维先生说着，抓起这小不点儿，塞进上衣的胸前口袋，再在上面塞上一块手帕。口袋里传出大喊大叫声，口袋动来动去，关在里面的那个怒气冲天的小囚徒挣扎着要出来。
“Oh, thank you!” said Mrs Teavee.
“噢，那就谢谢你了！”蒂维太太说。
“Don’t mention it, dear lady.”
“不用谢，亲爱的女士。”
“Well,” said Mr Wonka, stroking his beard and gazing thoughtfully at the ceiling, “I must say that’s a wee bit tricky. But small boys are extremely springy and elastic. They stretch like mad. So what we’ll do, we’ll put him in a special machine I have for testing the stretchiness of chewing-gum! Maybe that will bring him back to what he was.”
“这个嘛，”旺卡先生一边说，一边捋着他的胡子，凝视着天花板想办法，“我必须说，这有点儿复杂。不过小孩子极富弹性和伸缩性，他们会发疯似的长高。因此我们可以这么办，把他放进一个特殊的机器，那是我用来试验口香糖的拉力的！也许那样会使他恢复原来的样子。”
“You mean like chewing-gum?” asked Mr Teavee.
“你是说像口香糖那样？”蒂维先生问道。
“How far d’you think he’ll stretch?” asked Mr Teavee.
“你想他能拉多长呢？”蒂维先生问道。
“How thin will he be?” asked Mrs Teavee anxiously.
“他将瘦到什么程度呢？”蒂维太太着急地问。
“Exactly.”
“一点儿不错。”
“Maybe miles,” said Mr Wonka. “Who knows? But he’s going to be awfully thin. Everything gets thinner when you stretch it.”
“也许几米，”旺卡先生说，“谁知道呢？不过他将变得奇瘦。任何东西拉长了总是变瘦的。”
“I haven’t the foggiest idea,” said Mr Wonka. “And it doesn’t really matter, anyway, because we’ll soon fatten him up again. All we’ll have to do is give him a triple overdose of my wonderful Supervitamin Chocolate. Supervitamin Chocolate contains huge amounts of vitamin A and vitamin B. It also contains vitamin C, vitamin D, vitamin E, vitamin F, vitamin G, vitamin I, vitamin J, vitamin K, vitamin L, vitamin M, vitamin N, vitamin O, vitamin P, vitamin Q, vitamin R, vitamin T, vitamin U, vitamin V, vitamin W, vitamin X, vitamin Y, and, believe it or not, vitamin Z! The only two vitamins it doesn’t have in it are vitamin S, because it makes you sick, and vitamin H, because it makes you grow horns on the top of your head, like a bull. But it does have in it a very small amount of the rarest and most magical vitamin of them all — vitamin Wonka.”
“我一点儿也想象不出来，”旺卡先生说，“不过这并没有关系，因为我们很快就能把他弄胖。我只要过量三倍地给他吃我制造的奇妙的超级维生素巧克力就行。超级维生素巧克力包含大量的维生素A和维生素B。它还包含维生素C、维生素D、维生素E、维生素F、维生素G、维生素I、维生素J、维生素K、维生素L、维生素M、维生素N、维生素O、维生素P、维生素Q、维生素R、维生素T、维生素U、维生素V、维生素W、维生素X、维生素Y，同时，不管你相信不相信，还有维生素Z！只有两种维生素不包含在内，一种是维生素S，因为它使你想吐，还有一种是维生素H，因为它使你像牛那样在头顶上长出角。但这种维生素巧克力还含有少量最稀有、最奇妙的一种维生素——维生素旺卡。”
“And what will that do to him?” asked Mr Teavee anxiously.
“这对他有什么好处？”蒂维先生焦急地问道。
“It’ll make his toes grow out until they’re as long as his fingers…”
“使他的脚趾长得和手指一样长…”
“Oh, no!” cried Mrs Teavee.
“噢，不要！”蒂维太太叫道。
“Don’t be silly,” said Mr Wonka. “It’s most useful. He’ll be able to play the piano with his feet.”
“别傻了，”旺卡先生说，“这是最有用的。这样他可以用脚来弹钢琴。”
“There they go again!” said Mr Wonka. “I’m afraid you can’t stop them singing.”
“他们又来了，”旺卡先生说，“我想你们没有办法使他们不唱歌。”
“No arguments, please!” said Mr Wonka. He turned away and clicked his fingers three times in the air. An Oompa-Loompa appeared immediately and stood beside him. “Follow these orders,” said Mr Wonka, handing the Oompa-Loompa a piece of paper on which he had written full instructions. “And you’ll find the boy in his father’s pocket. Off you go! Good-bye, Mr Teavee! Good-bye, Mrs Teavee! And please don’t look so worried! They all come out in the wash, you know; every one of them…”
“请不要争论了！”旺卡先生说。他转过身去，弹了三下手指。一名奥帕—伦帕人马上出现，站在他的身边。“照上面写的办。”旺卡先生说着，交给奥帕—伦帕人一张纸，他已经在上面写好了全部的指示，“那男孩就在他爸爸的衣袋里。”他又转过身说道，“你们走吧！再见，蒂维先生！再见，蒂维太太！请你们不要那么愁眉苦脸的！他们全都会从车间里出来的，你们知道，一个不漏，到时自然会真相大白…”
Little Charlie caught Grandpa Joe’s hand, and the two of them stood beside Mr Wonka in the middle of the long bright room, listening to the Oompa-Loompas. And this is what they sang:
小查理抓住约瑟夫爷爷的手。在又长又亮的车间当中，他们两个站在旺卡先生身边，听着那些奥帕—伦帕人唱歌。这就是他们唱的：
At the end of the room, the Oompa-Loompas around the giant camera were already beating their tiny drums and beginning to jog up and down to the rhythm.
在车间尽头，围着那部巨型摄影机的奥帕—伦帕人再次敲起他们的小鼓，开始按着节奏上下摆动他们的身体。
“The most important thing we’ve learned,
“我们至今学会的就是，
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
永远永远永远不可以
“But Mr Wonka…”
“不过，旺卡先生…”
So far as children are concerned,
关于孩子们的事，
They sit and stare and stare and sit
他们坐着，看着，看着，坐着，
Or better still, just don’t install
最好就是，
In almost every house we’ve been,
如今随便走进哪一座房子，
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
幻想和童话世界！
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
他的脑子变得和干酪一样软！
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
他再也不能理解，
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
它使小朋友变蠢：
To wonder just exactly what
有没有好好地想一想，
They don’t climb out the window sill,
他们也就不会去爬窗台，
They leave you free to cook the lunch
让你可以安心烧饭，
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
直到像喝醉了酒一般。
But did you ever stop to think,
但你有没有停下来想过，
IT ROTS THE SENSES IN THE HEAD!
它使头脑乱糟糟！
They loll and slop and lounge about,
他们躺着，靠着，坐着看个没完没了，
The idiotic thing at all.
根本不放那个傻玩意儿。
They never fight or kick or punch,
他们也就不会打架，闹翻天，
Them near your television set –
让他们走近你的电视机——
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
哦，对了，我们知道它能使他们安静下来，
This does to your beloved tot?
它对你的小宝宝有什么影响？
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
它搅乱人心！
Until they’re absolutely drunk
直到被它完全催眠，
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
看到地上眼珠足足有一打。）
Until they’re hypnotized by it,
和这糟透的废物难分难舍，
We’ve watched them gaping at the screen.
都看见小朋友目瞪口呆在看电视。
(Last week in someone’s place we saw
（上星期我们在一户人家，
And stare until their eyes pop out.
直看到连眼珠都突出，落掉。
HE CAN NO T THINK — HE ONLY SEES!
他不会想，只会看！
And wash the dishes in the sink –
让你可以安心洗碗、刷锅…
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
他的思维能力生锈，凝滞不前！
IT KILLS IMAGINA TION DEAD!
它使想象力丧失掉！
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
书还撒了一地板！
And pirates wearing purple pants,
讲穿紫色裤子的海盗和大王，
What shall we do to entertain
但我们又拿什么给小朋友消遣，
Have you for gotten? Don’t you know?
你难道不知道？你难道已经忘记？
How used they keep themselves contented
在那怪物发明之前，
TO READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
再读一点。伟大的斯科特！牛头怪！
We’ll answer this by asking you,
我们倒要请你先说说，
We’ll say it very loud and slow:
让我们大声地一个字一个字告诉你：
READ and READ,
他们读啊，读啊，不停地读，
“What used the darling ones to do?
小宝贝们一向怎么过？
Our darling children! Please explain!”
倒是请你说说看！”
One half their lives was reading books!
读书占了他们一生的一半时间！
(It smells so good, what can it be?
（那是什么，这样香喷喷？
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
卧室里，在床边，
“All right!” you’ll cry. “All right!” you’ll say,
“好吧！”你会说。“好吧！”你会叫，
“But if we take the set away,
“我们就把电视机拿掉，
THEY… USED… TO… READ! They”d
他们…一向…读书！
The nursery shelves held books galore!
儿童室里，架子上面书都摆满！
And sailing ships and elephants,
讲帆船和大象，
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
童话是那么精彩有趣，
More books were waiting to be read!
还有更多的书等着去念！
And cannibals crouching round the pot,
讲食人生番围着锅子，蹲在那里，
Before this monster was invented?
他们满足于什么消遣？
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
读了又读。我的天！
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
那里走私者正偷偷地划着船，
And treasure isles, and distant shores
讲宝岛和遥远的海岸，
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
讲龙、吉卜赛人、王后、鲸，
Stirring away at something hot.
搅拌着什么热气腾腾的东西。
You watch the slowly growing joy
你就会发觉，他们满心快活，
Go throw your TV set away,
把你们家的电视机扔走，
And Squirrel JVutkin, Pigling Bland,
有松鼠纳特金、小猪布兰德，
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
骆驼的驼峰怎么得到，
In that ridiculous machine,
以前在荒谬可笑的电视机，
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
别理他们又喊又叫，又踢又咬，
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
把个可爱的书架装上。
That fills their hearts. They’ll grow so keen
让他们心满意足。他们会变得如此热心
And Mr Toad, and bless my soul,
我的天哪，书上还有癞蛤蟆先生、
And Mrs Tiggy-Winkle and –
有蒂吉·温克尔夫人和…
That, in about a week or two
最多一两个星期光景，
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
不要怕孩子们把你瞪，
And in its place you can install
在墙边原来放电视机的地方，
And children hitting you with sticks –
甚至用棍子把你敲…
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
然后在书架上放满书本，
That nauseating, foul, unclean.
在令人作呕的荧光屏里，
They’ll wonder what they’d ever seen
到时他们就要开始怀疑，
Good gracious, it’s Penelope.)
天哪，是珀涅罗珀这个大美人[1]。）【注：[1]珀涅罗珀，希腊神话中英雄奥德修斯的妻子。】
Fear not, because we promise you
不用怕，因为我们可以向你保证，
And once they start — oh boy, oh boy!
一旦他们开始——好家伙，好家伙！
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
噢，很久以前的小朋友，
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
因此，请你们，噢，我们向你们请求，
They’ll now begin to feel the need of having something good to read.
就会开始感到有读点好东西的需要。
There’s Mr Rat and Mr Mole –
田鼠先生和鼹鼠先生[3]…【注：[3]这三个是英国儿童文学作家格雷厄姆的童话《柳林风声》中的人物。】
And How The Monkey Lost His Rump,
猴子的尾巴怎么失掉。
Those children living long ago!
书，这样的书他们看得烂熟！
With Mr Tod, the dirty rotter,
有托德先生那废物，
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
小点儿的孩子读波特[2]的书，【注：[2]比阿特丽克斯·波特（1866—1943），英国儿童文学女作家。】
Of having nothing else to do,
他们无事可做，过于无聊，
Repulsive television screen!
所看到过的东西！
Will love you more for what you did.
会因为你的做法而更加爱你。
And later, each and every kid
以后，每一个孩子，
We very much regret that we
我们非常遗憾
P. S. Regarding Mike Teavee,
附带说说，关于迈克·蒂维，
If we can get him back his height.
看恢复他的原来高度能否办到。
But if we can’t — it serves him right.”
如果不能——也是他自作自受。”
Shall simply have to wait and see
我们只好等着看
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