[Titanic] Surprise in the bubble

I finally knew that the world I was in was not the real 1912, but a movie—the movie that won 11 highest honors, which gave me a preliminary understanding of the movie of the same name as Titanic.

It was unbelievable that I saw her, the beautiful heroine, with blue eyes as beautiful as the ocean, and long hair as thick as maroon seaweed——Rose.

She is so beautiful, even I have to admire it.She is as beautiful as the Titanic and worthy of praise. Her plump lips and straight nose make her look so different. She is always mobilizing her facial muscles in subtle ways, which makes her even more beautiful. Compared with the rigid people around her, she had a breath of life, rushing toward her face.

During this dinner party, I held a wine glass and followed the example of those around me, nodding and greeting back and forth, shuttling among these hypocritical crowds.

At the beginning, I was really guilty and cautious, but after I walked around the place for about 10 minutes and briefly communicated with three people, I found that many of the rules here are much easier than those in the movie up.

At least, I can use a gesture to correspond to each person who greets me. Although I am not used to kissing hands, in fact, it does not require too many details, at least it can be quickly unnoticed.

As for the people on this ship, perhaps they have been toyed with by the corrupt life, and their minds and eyes are tired and no longer functioning. Basically, no one looks at me with weird eyes anymore.

Fortunately for me, the original owner of my body was a typical aristocratic young master, only in his twenties. He was also in a daze, focused on superficial pomp, and always pretended to be prudent.

What can attract people's favor is nothing more than a wealthy family background and a handsome appearance...

While drinking and drinking, the Mr. Hockley from earlier came to greet me again with his beautiful fiancée. It seems that I am a more valuable person than I imagined, because before that, I had asked the following My Mr. Bodyguard said something about this man.

Carl Hockley is the grandson of a certain banker in England. It is said that the handed down heart of the ocean is in his hands—the big diamond that brings bad luck.

"Ahem...Mr. Pastor?" Probably because of my long-term gaze and thinking about his fiancée, Hockley coughed unhappily, and I turned my gaze back obediently, "Sorry , It's really your fiancée who is too charming, I was the one to be rude."

This sentence made Hockley immediately show a proud look, and his eyes softened a lot when he looked at me, "You are welcome, she is Rose DeWitt Bukett, we will meet after Titanic arrives in the United States. The wedding will be completed in the second month, and I really hope that Mr. Pastor will come to bless us then."

"Of course!" I pretended to be very happy and raised the wine glass in my hand, "I wish you happiness, you will be the happiest couple."

"Thank you." He saluted me with a glass, and drank the drink in his hand first. I did not want to be outdone, and then put the glass on the plate in the hand of the passing waiter, and continued to greet: " Speaking of which, Mr. Hockley is going to the United States to expand his jewelry business?"

"Yes, we have long wanted to come to the United States to develop, and now should be a good time." He said with a smile, while Rose beside him showed a slightly bored expression, and both eyes gradually became hollow and dull .

I smiled secretly in my heart, followed Hockley's words of praise, and didn't give up until he was so polite that his nostrils were turned upside down.

Then, at the end of this conversation, I saw the man—the protagonist, Jack Dawson.

He looks not inferior to Leonardo at all, and he is somewhat similar to him.His blond hair was neatly gathered on the top of his head, his emerald green eyes were shining brightly, and there was a malicious smile on his lips, making him seem mischievous and full of vigor.

This is a real 20-year-old youth, with childish brows, clear and calm eyes, and his young and handsome appearance makes him very eye-catching.

Rose's gaze never left him almost from the moment he appeared.

I pursed my lips slightly, suppressed the curiosity and despicable desire in my heart, pretended to be confused and looked at the young man who had come over, "This is...?"

"Hello, sir?" Hockley obviously wanted to introduce him, but the young man stepped forward and said clearly, "I'm Jack Dawson, a guest invited by Mr. Hockley."

"Jack Dawson?" I smiled. "You are such a handsome man. What made you invited by Hockley?" It didn't arouse Hockley's disgust.

Just like in the movie, Hockley has hated Jack from the very beginning, and my behavior like this is obviously a kind of neglect of Jack's arrival, which will naturally make him much happier.

Jack must have realized it too. He turned his face slightly, looking a little careless, and the smile on his lips never restrained, "I think it's a life-saving grace, sir."