[comprehensive] superior skills

The elegant mahogany four-poster bed, the carved porcelain washstand, and the tall wardrobe exuding the fragrance of solid wood on the wall, together with the blue sea and blue sky outside the glass windows in the distance, all these kinds of information are superimposed, and anyone will feel that this is a A beautiful sight that can only be enjoyed in a seaside holiday villa.

Unfortunately not.

Song Ci stepped on the fluffy carpet with bare feet, supported the seat all the way to the window, looked down at the rushing sea waves in the distance, and felt the dizziness caused by the slight shaking of the body with the ship.

The black tea on the table was already cold, but Song Ci didn't care.

She took a sip slightly, using the coolness that slipped down her throat to soothe the slightly scorching abdominal cavity due to hunger, while receiving all the memories of the original body.

Eight-year-old Margaret is a blonde and blue-eyed beauty, originally the daughter of a British textile factory owner.The wealthy family and loving parents made this little girl's childhood as beautiful as living in paradise.

But according to the old saying that happiness is short-lived, on the last day of the year-end, the parents who were supposed to go to the factory to settle the accounts never came back.

An accidental robbery turned the little girl from an envied daughter of a capitalist into a helpless orphan. She waited in the nightmare orphanage for more than a month before seeing her uncle in the United States.

With the property left by the child's parents, the uncle easily accepted the troublesome niece who had never met.

The lucky man couldn't wait to get back to New York to start a new career, and took the little girl aboard the latest cruise ship.

This new cruise ship departing from Southampton, England has a series of titles that have shocked the world, such as the most luxurious, the largest, and the strongest.

Of course the previously stated advantages are nothing compared to the other wonderful thing, which is that the ship sank!have to!special!Don't!quick!

How could an unlucky person like Song Ci be lucky enough to stand among the farewell crowd at the port, so there is no doubt that she became the little British girl Margaret who was taken on the death cruise by her uncle after being orphaned.

In those incomparable and wonderful journeys in the past, even Song Ci, a centenarian who was starved to death by his unfilial children, had no pressure. Now he has nothing to say about becoming a lovely and rich orphaned girl.

The little girl in the mirror was wearing a solid-color nightgown, with slightly curly blond hair hanging over her white and tender shoulders, coupled with a cute apple face and beautiful lake green eyes, she was truly admirable.

But such a cute little girl was first thrown on the deck by her uncle to cry alone after the shipwreck, then was used by another despicable man to snatch the position of the lifeboat, was abandoned again, and finally died alone in the icy Atlantic Ocean inside.

As if feeling the helplessness and pain of the original body being frozen by the sea, Song Ci couldn't help but shudder.

Fortunately, now is just the beginning of the plot. Margaret took two western medicines because of seasickness and slept alone in the cabin. I don’t know if it was a drug allergy or other reasons. When she woke up again, the core was replaced by Song Ci.

Song Ci found out a dark blue velvet dress from the magical world and changed into it. He stepped on soft moccasin shoes and stood in front of the full-length mirror admiring his beauty. "From now on, you will be called Angel, my angel!"

The closed door suddenly opened, and a drunken man came in and shouted at the little girl: "Margaret, what are you doing, you are lying on the bed when you are sick, the cost of seeing a doctor is more than the ticket Already!"

Looking at the dog-like man in front of him, Song Ci smiled coldly, "Your niece has died with your poor sister, have you forgotten? Congratulations, you can finally enjoy the property to yourself. Had a good time on board."

Uncle Zha spends his sister’s inheritance to enjoy himself in the second-class cabin, but despises the real heir’s money for medical treatment, and now he can still speak out with confidence. Just based on this, one can imagine how miserable Margaret would be if she lived with him .

The man patted himself on the head for fear of drinking, and hiccupped, "Yeah, why did I get drunk, my sister's family of three died, dead..."

Song Ci dragged the small vintage suitcase he had prepared, jumped over the drunk man and got out of the room, followed the corridor to the deck.

"My dear lady, welcome to the Titanic, what can I do for you?"

A sharp-eyed waiter saw Song Ci standing alone at the door of the restaurant. He didn't ignore the customer because of her young age. Instead, he clearly realized that as long as he could stand here, all of them were wealthy and classy people.

And the rich people on this boat are the gods who can rule over them all.

"Oh, you're such a gentleman, I need help!"

Song Ci tried his best to give full play to his age advantage, trying to be cute and said: "Can you prepare a more comfortable room for me? I haven't rested since I got on the boat. I'm very tired."

She pulled a sparkling ruby ​​from her pocket, "Can I pay the bill with this?"

The waiter was slightly taken aback, then stretched out his white gloved hands to pick up the suitcase, "Follow me, miss."

Song Ci followed the waiter all the way to the suite on the port side. It is very close to the first-class restaurant and coffee shop, and it is a rare good place to live.

The waiter took out the key and opened the door, and welcomed Song Ci in, "This is the only suite left. It was originally ordered by a baron. Unfortunately, that gentleman has to check out temporarily."

"Then he is really lucky!"

As Song Ci said, he took a random look around the two bedrooms and the living room, and finally came to the viewing platform in the form of a bay window, looking into the distance through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass on three sides, "This is a good place to live, my pebbles are enough to drive to New York cost?"

The waiter lowered his head and smiled and said, "Naturally, that's enough. I can change the rest into banknotes for the lady. Do you want pound or dollar bills?"

"Since you're going to New York, let's change it into US dollars."

Song Ci took out the cashmere slippers from the shoe cabinet and changed them on, "If possible, please bring me some food by the way."

The waiter who left with the gem did not keep the guests waiting, and soon came back with a silver plate, gently lifted the cover and placed it on the coffee table in the living room, "It is past lunch time, since you have not had a good rest, I took the liberty to order some easy-to-digest food for you. And your gemstone, after being appraised, was exchanged for [-] U.S. dollars according to the latest transaction prices, and there is [-] dollars left after deducting the state cabin ticket fee Dollar."

Song Ci picked up the top one of the stack of banknotes and handed it to the waiter, "Thank you, you can go out now."

"Thank you for your generosity, I wish you a pleasant meal!" The waiter took the hundred-yuan bill and bowed back.

Song Ci kicked off his shoes and leaned on the leather sofa, looking back and forth at the stamped boat ticket in his hand, then snorted softly, and put away this antique that could be auctioned for a big price in the future.

A hundred years later, when people mention the Titanic, the phrase "Youjump, Ijump" first pops up in their minds, as well as the strange love-hate entanglements between the three men and women that do not conform to traditional moral values.

As for the other innocent victims who really died in the shipwreck, their lost lives and fragmented lives have become a bleak background board, and no one cares about it anymore. It seems that the death of more than 1000 people is just to complete a poignant and legendary love story.

Now, as a humble corner of the background, Song Ci deeply felt that this was the real unfairness compared to the grievances vented by the heroine when she couldn't see her lover.

In Song Ci's view, this drama comparable to Shakespeare's bitter drama is just a marriage dispute between a cold-blooded man, a green tea girl, and a poor mistress.

As for the male and female protagonists whose hormones explode to the point where they need to exchange body fluids to relieve symptoms, whether you are in the Eiffel Tower, the Leaning Tower of Pisa or the Egyptian Pyramids, you can jump anywhere, even if the two of you can’t control being in the Statue of Liberty If you want to do difficult Thomas maneuvers on the boat, just stay away from the Titanic.

There is also the cold-blooded supporting actor who indirectly killed the original owner, hehe, you deserve the cuckold.

Song Ci would not want the lives of these three people, but it is impossible to let them continue to do so freely. If there is any grudge, go ashore and resolve it by yourself.

The original owner who died quietly in the shipwreck was left. Since Song Ci took over this body, she will definitely let her live a better life than anyone else, and become an existence that everyone admires.

Song Ci, who made up his mind to do a big job, quickly wiped out the food on the plate, took a shower and changed clothes, and went out to check the favorable terrain.

She was stepping forward on the mosaic floor tiles carved with beautiful patterns, when she unexpectedly ran into a noble lady who came out from the corner.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being too playful."

Song Ci immediately stopped to apologize, and looked at the fat woman in front of him sincerely, "Are you not injured?"

The fat woman smiled heartily: "Cute little girl, it's very difficult for you to hurt me with your weight. Maybe it will take another ten years to have a chance."

"You're so kind! I'm Angel, and I'm here on Titanic for vacation!"

Song Ci tried his best to pretend to be lively like a girl of the same age, and followed closely beside the fat woman.

"Hi Angel, I'm Molly Brown, and I'm also on vacation, but now I have something to go back to New York."

Seeing that Song Ci didn't mention her relatives, Madam Molly asked in surprise, "Where's your guardian? How dare he let you board the boat alone?"

"He is very busy, so I came by myself." Song Ci said with a smile: "But this is not a bad trip, is it?"

"Yes, when I was your age, I used to ride out on my own secretly, but I was quickly caught by the adults at home." Mrs. Molly shook her head with a smile, "That was really unpleasant. Experience. Alright girl, would you like to go to the restaurant with me?"

"It is an honor, my dear lady!"

Song Ci grabbed Mrs. Molly's hand and walked towards the first-class restaurant next to her.

Although Mrs. Molly wondered why the little girl she met for the first time liked her so much, she could see that the child's attire was not something that an ordinary family could support.

Seeing that she did not reject his closeness, Song Ci couldn't help showing a sincere smile.

This Mrs. Molly Brown, who is not recognized by the upper class, is a rare kind person in the first class. After the shipwreck, she was the only one who encouraged the lifeboat to go back to rescue the victims. Although she was unsuccessful, she still left a deep impression on Song Ci. impression.

If the original owner met Mrs. Molly, there must be a different ending.

Song Ci followed Molly Brown into the luxurious first-class restaurant. Mrs. Molly clearly saw familiar friends. Although those people didn't look very enthusiastic, she still took the little girl and walked over together.

The men sitting there were already happily talking about the greatness of the Titanic. Song Ci couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard that. The tone talked about the size of three inches below the navel.

"Oh," stammered the embarrassing owner of the ship, J. Bruce Esme, who later became Mr. Runner, "there are still children here. Such a profound topic should be discussed after dinner."

Proud of being able to shut up the stinking mouths of these men who only know how to talk, Ruth said reservedly "excuse me.", leaving her mother and fiance who were more embarrassed than Mr. Runner and left alone.

"I'm really sorry everyone, Ruth is a little uncomfortable today." Ruth Cabot hurriedly covered her daughter.

Mrs. Molly smiled, "Pretty girls always have more willful rights than ordinary people, as long as men don't mind."

Song Ci silently inserted a piece of fresh and tender cod meat. If she hadn't known Mrs. Cabot's true face for a long time, she might not be able to help but sympathize with this mother who raised an overage bear child.

But he is a distinguished nobleman, even if he owes a whole lot of debt, it is not the turn of others to show kindness.

She was thinking that it was time for the female lead to have a startled glance with the male lead, so Rufu, who was eager to protect the girl, turned her idea on herself.

"Molly, is this next to you?"

Rufu raised his head slightly, looking at the little girl who had been eating with her head down.

There are many ways to divert attention, the most effective being to cover up the previous one with another scandal.

For example, the bumpkins and poor relatives next to the nouveau riche should be more attractive than the noble daughter who occasionally loses her temper.

As Rufu thought about it, she looked at the little girl who could barely reach her chest with a slightly malicious smile.

Mrs. Molly touched Song Ci's beautiful blond hair, "This is Angel, a very cute girl, I met on the deck."

"Miss Angel, which family does your father belong to? Maybe we know each other." Rufu continued to ask.

Song Ci made a ignorant and ignorant expression, and replied flauntingly: "My name is Angel, and my father said that I am an angel."

"Angel, the name is just a code name, it doesn't make you a real angel." Molly Brown explained kindly.

"Children will always have some cognitive impairment, which is not surprising." Carl Hockley, who seems to have just recovered from the violent attack by his fiancee, added.

"You only have one name? God, another person with no surname!" The honorable Mrs. Ruth Cabot exaggeratedly exclaimed.

Song Ci sneered at the words, the British nobles nowadays have many unacceptable illegitimate children, none of them can inherit the family name.She is implying her humble origins.

The atmosphere was even more embarrassing than when the heroine left just now. Fortunately, Rufu was finally satisfied with the current state and began to enjoy the delicious afternoon tea.

Only the kind-hearted Mrs. Molly didn't care about the so-called identity issue, and still talked and laughed with the girl in a low voice.

Song Ci, who was inexplicably hostile, put all the blame on the heroine who was looking for the true meaning of life, and just waited to see how the arrogant lady had the face to find fault with others after tonight.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Warning!warn!The heroine is about to enter berserk mode, please evacuate your true fans quickly!

In addition, because the scumbag author is uneducated and cannot find the exchange rate of the British pound more than 100 years ago, the exchange rate between the US dollar bill and the British pound in the plot is tentatively set at one to one.