那是一个星期六的下午,我在办公室赶完一篇人物特稿,就提前回家了。当我走进屋时,发现楼上儿子的房间里有动静。大白天的他把房门关着,在里面干什么呢?我狐疑着,轻轻地推开儿子的房间。眼前的一幕让我惊呆了,儿子和几个同学正全神贯注地蜷坐在沙发上看“毛片”,那不堪入目的画 It was a Saturday afternoon, I finished a character sketch in the office, go home early. When I walked into the house, I found the upstairs son’s room moving. During the daytime, he closed the door and did something inside? I was suspiciously pushing the son’s room lightly. The front of the scene made me shocked, my son and a few students curiously curled up sitting on the couch to see the “Maotai,” that unsightly painting