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  If you’ve ever done time in a school cafeteria, you know the feeling of standing at the edge of a table where the last seat is being saved for someone else. This is the feeling I had while reading Susan Choi’s “Trust Exercise,” a perplexing novel about a group of theater kids at a prestigious performing-arts high school.

  The story begins in 1982, in a nameless Southern town — one with “no bodies of water, no drainage, no hills, no topographical variety of any sort.” Arriving in the summer, as we do, you can smell the boredom wafting off housing complexes so vast and uniform, one teenager chalks an “X” on her gate just to distinguish it from all the others. This is Sarah, who is in love with her fellow thespian David in that white-hot way where they pretend he’s picking her up for a game of racquetball even though they both know they won’t leave the house until her mom comes home from work. It’s that kind of summer, the best kind.

  The trouble starts when Sarah and David return to CAPA (Citywide Academy for the Performing Arts) and their relationship suddenly includes a third party: their teacher, Mr. Kingsley, who has the outsize magnetic pull of an adult assigning roles to teenagers. (Anyone who has tried out for a school play will know the type.) He subjects the students to a series of trust exercises that at first seem benign. Sarah and David sit facing each other, repeating variations on the same line: “Your eyes are blue.” “My eyes are blue.” “Your eyes are blue.” Over and over again, until the two of them learn something about each other and the relationship falters. It may sound silly, but it’s not. There’s a profundity to these early scenes that reminds you of the power of sustained eye contact.

  [ Read our review of Susan Choi’s fourth novel, “My Education.” ]

  We’re chugging along, enjoying Choi’s tart commentary, until the halfway mark, when she fast-forwards a dozen years and the story goes off the rails. Suddenly, we’re at a bookstore where Sarah — now grown, now a writer — is giving a reading from a novel based on her high school days. We’re with “Karen,” who is not actually Karen, whose adult life is still very much wrapped up in the CAPA world in ways I won’t reveal here. Suffice it to say: This is when we understand how left out we’ve been. We’re not just at the wrong lunch table; we’re in the wrong building, climbing a staircase that leads to a locked door to the roof (and, contrary to suburban legend, there’s no pool out there).

  [ Back in 2005, we asked Susan Choi which writer had influenced her the most. Her answer might surprise you. ]

  Unfortunately, Choi’s bait and switch doesn’t feel playful or experimental. It’s not “Gone Girl” cleverness or the amusing frustration of an unreliable narrator. It’s total confusion. I had this sense of having followed someone blindly through a warren of circuitous sentences, minus the usual mile markers of chapter breaks, and suddenly being abandoned.

  In the end, the experience of reading “Trust Exercise” is reminiscent of the most famous trust exercise of all: the one where you fall backward into your partner’s outstretched arms. You believe your partner will catch you. In this case, she doesn’t.



  2017平特尾公式规律【可】【是】【祁】【小】【过】【怎】【么】【也】【记】【不】【得】【那】【人】【像】【是】【自】【己】【认】【识】【的】【何】【人】,【只】【见】【这】【擂】【台】【上】【人】【都】【陆】【续】【上】【了】【来】,【祁】【小】【过】【也】【不】【再】【去】【想】【了】,【静】【下】【心】【来】【好】【好】【地】【瞧】【瞧】【这】【台】【上】【的】【比】【赛】【了】。 【要】【知】【道】,【这】【一】【共】【来】【报】【名】【的】,【也】【就】【五】【十】【来】【人】【六】【十】【人】【不】【到】,【这】【四】【人】【一】【组】,【必】【定】【是】【有】【几】【组】【不】【够】【人】【数】,【而】【这】【少】【年】【的】【这】【一】【组】,【恰】【恰】【是】【当】【中】【的】【一】【组】【来】,【除】【他】【之】【外】,【只】【有】【两】【人】。

【那】【是】【一】【种】【本】【相】【的】【表】【现】【如】【果】【说】【人】【只】【是】【一】【种】【体】【现】【的】【话】,【那】【就】【是】【将】【人】【体】【内】【的】【本】【质】【解】【放】【而】【出】。 【一】【个】【个】【怪】【物】【般】【的】【形】【态】【冒】【出】,【让】【林】【云】【很】【是】【惊】【讶】,【但】【却】【仿】【若】【都】【是】【合】【理】【的】【存】【在】,【每】【一】【个】【形】【态】【都】【不】【一】【样】【但】【威】【力】【却】【超】【凡】,【每】【一】【击】【都】【仿】【若】【震】【荡】【山】【河】,【天】【神】【之】【怒】【一】【般】。 【而】【后】【林】【云】【看】【到】【了】【各】【式】【各】【样】【怪】【物】【般】【的】【存】【在】,【但】【却】【像】【卡】【住】【在】【一】【个】【阶】【段】【一】【般】

【元】【松】【此】【刻】【将】【目】【光】【放】【在】【虚】【无】【子】【的】【身】【上】,【是】【他】【忽】【略】【了】,【紫】【阶】【六】【级】【的】【实】【力】,【完】【全】【可】【以】【将】【这】【件】【事】【办】【妥】。 【转】【身】【看】【向】【一】【旁】【的】【夏】【之】【恒】,【他】【根】【本】【就】【不】【懂】【为】【何】【他】【要】【用】【这】【些】【弯】【弯】【绕】【绕】【的】【手】【段】,【直】【接】【了】【断】,【将】【她】【虏】【过】【来】【不】【就】【是】【了】? ”【你】【的】【目】【的】【不】【就】【是】【想】【逼】【她】【出】【现】【吗】?【回】【头】【我】【直】【接】【帮】【你】【那】【个】【丑】【丫】【虏】【过】【来】【便】【是】。“ 【夏】【之】【恒】【蹙】【眉】,【他】【之】【所】【以】

  【文】【静】【的】【到】【来】【并】【非】【是】【什】【么】【好】【兆】【头】,【何】【诗】【梦】【已】【经】【预】【想】【到】【了】,【但】【没】【有】【想】【到】【她】【如】【此】【大】【胆】。 “【李】【威】【你】【到】【底】【选】【择】【我】【还】【是】【诗】【梦】,【今】【天】【就】【做】【出】【一】【个】【选】【择】。” 【这】【简】【直】【是】***【中】【的】【王】【炸】【牌】,【一】【旦】【打】【出】【了】【没】【有】【人】【可】【以】【阻】【挡】。 【原】【本】【愉】【快】【聊】【天】【的】【何】【震】【东】【一】【家】【脸】【色】【凝】【重】,【刚】【刚】【在】【他】【们】【眼】【里】【是】【一】【个】【好】【女】【婿】【形】【象】【的】【李】【威】,【居】【然】【是】【脚】【踏】【两】【只】【船】【的】2017平特尾公式规律【肯】【尼】【死】【了】。 【死】【的】【干】【脆】【利】【落】,【没】【有】【丝】【毫】【悬】【念】。 【整】【个】【寻】【猎】【者】【神】【殿】【的】【教】【徒】【气】【势】【为】【之】【一】【顿】。 【肯】【尼】,【黑】【铁】【中】【阶】,【接】【近】【高】【阶】【的】【强】【者】。 【即】【便】【是】【在】【他】【们】【所】【有】【人】【当】【中】,【也】【属】【于】【顶】【尖】【的】【那】【一】【批】,【不】【然】【也】【不】【可】【能】【和】【艾】【弗】【森】【几】【人】【争】【夺】【诺】【玛】【的】【归】【属】【权】。 【但】【是】【现】【在】,【最】【先】【冲】【出】【去】【的】【他】【居】【然】【死】【在】【了】【食】【物】【的】【手】【中】。 【原】【本】【没】【有】【丝】【毫】【反】

  【赵】【楚】【然】【刚】【进】【屋】,【一】【个】【手】【机】【飞】【到】【他】【的】【脚】【边】。 【赵】【楚】【然】【见】【此】,【微】【微】【撵】【眉】,【俯】【腰】【捡】【起】【手】【机】,【看】【了】【一】【眼】,【四】【分】【五】【裂】,【终】【于】【被】【她】【砸】【坏】【了】。 【赵】【楚】【然】【拿】【着】【手】【机】,【走】【到】【客】【厅】,【看】【着】【脸】【色】【铁】【青】【地】【楚】【清】【问】【道】:“【怎】【么】【了】?” 【楚】【清】【恶】【狠】【狠】【地】【瞪】【了】【赵】【楚】【然】【一】【眼】,【顿】【了】【顿】,【霍】【的】【一】【下】【站】【起】【身】【来】,【杀】【到】【赵】【楚】【然】【身】【边】,【拽】【着】【他】【的】【手】【就】【往】【外】【走】,“

  【黎】【诺】【望】【着】【天】【边】【的】【云】【霞】,【思】【绪】【飘】【了】【老】【远】。 【他】【心】【里】【虽】【担】【心】【着】【帝】【飖】【的】【安】【危】,【却】【也】【无】【可】【奈】【何】。 【不】【知】【帝】【飖】【如】【何】【了】,【如】【今】【自】【己】【这】【状】【态】【也】【无】【法】【照】【顾】【飖】【飖】,【莫】【不】【如】【让】【她】【待】【在】【大】【仲】【荒】【的】【身】【边】。 【黎】【诺】【底】【下】【头】,【看】【着】【手】【笺】,【继】【续】【将】【自】【己】【埋】【首】【在】【公】【务】【里】。 【他】【偶】【尔】【低】【沉】【的】【咳】【嗽】,【那】【沙】【哑】【的】【声】【音】,【沧】【桑】【的】【再】【明】【显】【不】【过】。 【慕】【西】【放】【下】【手】

  【天】【空】,【是】【湛】【蓝】【色】【的】。 “【就】【像】【晨】【曦】【的】【双】【眼】【一】【样】,【是】【蓝】【色】【的】【呢】。” “【嗯】……” “【穆】【烨】,【你】【可】【以】【告】【诉】【我】【实】【话】【么】?” 【在】【某】【一】【天】,【看】【着】【神】【色】【越】【来】【越】【怪】【异】【的】【穆】【烨】,【我】【轻】【声】【的】【说】【着】。 【穆】【烨】【显】【然】【没】【有】【想】【到】【我】【会】【这】【么】【说】,【眼】【神】【中】【闪】【过】【了】【一】【丝】【迟】【疑】。【但】【是】【片】【刻】【后】,【便】【转】【过】【了】【身】。 “【什】【么】【实】【话】,【哪】【有】【那】【么】【多】【问】【题】【问】【的】。


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