This novel is too funny! Which is the farthest thing you would expect from reading the back cover.
Professor K reminisces about teaching at a Beijing university.
- When it was time to spray the trees with pesticides — and when wasn’t a good time? — a tanker would come through blaring the first few bars of “Happy Birthday” as a warning to all campus residents to close all windows, close all windows, while men wearing coolie hats and cloth masks trained their hoses on the trees, water gushing to the birthday music — but never the second part of “Happy Birthday” where the melody leaps an octave, which made the chiming so much like those feeble ice cream trucks in America that could never quite finish a tune. (K: A Novel, p. 16)