Marvel movie havoc

It has to be said that using the life experience that Ruth has never been exposed to to impress the other party like the original male protagonist can definitely stir up the heart of an unexperienced girl, but the consequence of doing so is to betray the entire aristocratic class.

It is true that the Ruth in front of me is very big, no, it is very white, which is also wrong!

Forget it, don’t say it anymore, that’s what it means anyway!

Li Qingyuan forced himself to raise his gaze slightly and aimed at Ruth's face.

This woman definitely did it on purpose. She dressed like this and jumped into the sea. I don’t know what she was thinking.

The eighteen-year-old Winslet is definitely at the peak of her beauty, and she is completely different from the round spherical object she will be in the future.

Winslet now, no, it’s Ruth!

Ruth's figure is the kind of fat that men think of. As the saying goes, she should be fat and should be thin. This kind of figure would definitely be called a peerless beauty in the Tang Dynasty, coupled with an almost naked evening dress. The dress is really hard to focus on.

Fortunately, as a middle-aged man with a mental age close to forty years old, Li Qingyuan is now past his prime of life. He uses great perseverance to control himself and tries to pretend to be nonchalant.

"This poem was written just now while I was looking at the starry sky. I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful lady at such a time!"

"Ruth DeWitt Bookett, nice to meet you!" Compared with other people's discrimination against Orientals, Ruth, a silly girl, didn't have that kind of concept, but she stretched out her hand very happily and said to Li Qingyuan introduced himself.

After all, in her opinion, any artist who can write such a beautiful poem is worthy of admiration and worship.

"Qingyuan Li, Miss Ruth, I'm glad to meet you too!" Holding Ruth's white little hand, Li Qingyuan showed a harmless smile.

The two soon started chatting about the so-called art of poetry. Although he said that those poems written by Westerners could also be called poetry? But that didn't stop him from using it to fool the silly, sweet girl in front of him.

After all, he is also a legendary street writer. He naturally knows these written things very well. He may be vulnerable to those masters who are proficient in literature, but it is used to fool a noble lady like Ruth. More than enough!

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves!" Ruth recited the two lines of poetry she had just asked from Li Qingyuan, and instantly felt like she was getting wet.

He was able to write such touching language. The poet from the Qing Dynasty in front of her immediately made her feel like she wished she had met him before she was married.

There's no way around it. Young girls, especially girls like Ruth who have never been beaten by society, always have many unrealistic fantasies.

If Li Qingyuan's mission in this world is to capture Ruth, then he can declare that the mission is completed now.

It was a pity that his mission was so heartbreaking, so he could only push Ruth away from him with regret, keeping a little distance between the two.

There was no other way, he still needed the connections between Silly Baitian and her fiancé to smooth the relationship for him, so he could only bear the pain and reject the beautiful meat that came to his door.

Miss Ruth, who was pushed away, realized how frivolous her behavior just now was. Although British people do not pay as much attention to matters between men and women as Easterners do, she and the other party had just met, so what she did was indeed a bit transgressive. .

"Well, I just wanted to discuss the culture of poetry with you!" Ruth decided to save some points for her presumptuous move, at least not to let the distant oriental poet in front of her regard her as a frivolous and dissolute woman.

"Miss Ruth, I admire your knowledge of poetry. There is no other intellectual woman like you in London!" It is true that in order to complete the task smoothly, he cannot just ride on his horse and whip his whip now. But she said a few nice words and it cost nothing. Maybe after completing the task in two days, I would like to use her for a change!

The awkward atmosphere between the two was immediately swept away, and they sat down on the bench hand in hand to study the so-called poetry.

"Mr. Qingyuan, I found the person you are looking for!" A panting Jack ran up from below the deck. He had just used his expertise and learned the location of the black market merchant on the ship from the Gypsy girl. He immediately told him the location of the black market merchant on the ship. He rushed back at a sprint speed of meters, ready to find the enemy and get the reward.

You must know that the total area of ​​​​the Titanic is close to that of an ordinary town. Jack can find his mission target in such a short time. It can only be said that he is a lucky boy in the plot.

But when he saw Ruth sitting side by side with Li Qingyuan, he suddenly felt as if something important had been taken away from his life.

"Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Jack Dawson, nice to meet you!" Jack quickly tidied up his appearance, which looked awkward due to running, and then accosted Ruth with the most perfect smile.

Ruth raised her head and nodded lightly. Her mind was now filled with the poems Li Qingyuan had just told her. If it weren't for her years of good upbringing, she wouldn't want to pay attention to this guy who suddenly popped up.

"I am..." Jack saw that Ruth was quite cold towards him, and he quickly raised his voice, preparing to start his pick-up mode.

Of course, this girl seems to have a fiancé, who is also a first-class lady, and she seems to have some good feelings for her new employer.

but!

What's wrong with this?

He, Jack Silver Gun, has been professionally repairing home appliances for thirty years. How could Dawson give up his goal because of such a small difficulty.

"Jack, what do you think is the most thought-provoking sentence in Shelley's Ode to the West Wind?" Li Qingyuan asked calmly when he saw that bastard Jack actually wanted to pry the wall in front of him.

"Ah...ah...Shelley...the snowy west wind?" Jack was suddenly speechless. He secretly learned a pretty good sketching technique based on his talent, and relied on that skill to pretend to be a wandering painter outside all day long. , can indeed hook up with many ignorant girls.

But what did you tell him about Shelley or Byron?

Do you think he has money to study?

"If I were a fallen leaf floating with you, if I were a flowing cloud flying with you!" Although Jack didn't know, as a young and literary girl, Ruth immediately answered.

"I like these two lines of Shelly's poems the most. They are simply the sweetest interpretation of love!"

Looking at the two guys talking weird things, Jack felt that his outlook on life was being attacked.

Can those nonsense sentences be called poetry?