[comprehensive] superior skills

The farce was over, and the reserved Miss Ruth Cabot returned to the dignified appearance unique to the aristocrats, which made the cranky crew members unable to bear to desecrate such a beauty again.

Except for the usual sane squire, Spice Ledger.

Out of respect for his master, he didn't raise his doubts in front of Carl, but just glanced at Jack's bare feet with a slightly deep look.

Song Ci, who had regained his invisible state, could not help but sigh, this loyal and reliable servant was one of the few striking men on the Titanic who did not bow down under the skirt of the heroine Pomegranate.

It's a pity that he was too determined, and he gave up the chance of escape several times in order to follow the master who was stunned by jealousy, and finally died on the broken deck.

Song Ci returned to the first-class cabin with the three masters and servants who pretended to be calm all the way, and watched Carl Hockley put the extremely precious blue diamond on the heroine's plump neck.

This poor rich man obviously felt that his fiancée was inappropriate, but he wrongly underestimated the heroine's proud soul, thinking that he could get the same value in return just by buying, buying, and buying.

The man whose head was about to be covered with prairie humbly knelt beside Ruth, begging for her love, but he didn't get any good looks in return.

Song Ci, who watched the live broadcast the whole time, really wanted to say something to this dude, let’s go to sleep. Some women are so hypocritical. They would rather practice with homeless men in public on how to use oral secretions to simulate the range of bullets, and they would not be moved by Your sincere dedication.

Who made you rich? How can the things you buy be measured by emotions, not to mention that money itself carries original sin, so how can it be compared with pure love.

But Ruth will not disappoint Carl's kindness, and soon she will use this precious diamond to commemorate another, more cherished memory.

The unmarried couple who share the same bed and different dreams are about to enter a state of harmony, and Song Ci also sneaks back to his room.

After a good night's sleep, Song Ci changed into a bright yellow lace dress after enjoying a high-quality breakfast, and came to the deck again.

She didn't want to be troublesome, but the rich people on the Titanic all changed their clothes according to the meal time. If the residents in the stateroom only wore one piece of clothing all day long, they would attract a lot of strange looks.

The weather is very good, taking advantage of the morning sun is not so glaring, many tourists take their families out to enjoy the beautiful scenery and the big boats at their feet.

Because of the unique charm of the male and female protagonists, Song Ci didn't take much effort to find Jack and Ruth who were talking about their lives.

It may be that the two of them were too involved in the chat, and neither of them noticed that there was an extra little tail behind them.

Ruth was complaining about her fiancé's excitement in a slightly exaggerated tone, "Five hundred love letters have been sent out, and celebrities from Philadelphia will come to the engagement ceremony, but this is not what I want..."

Song Ci silently slandered, "Don't you just want a crazy self-indulgence? This kind of request is really difficult to satisfy. And the tone of describing those hundreds of invitations, do you want to show off, show off, or show off? ? Do you have to say I do to the priest in a dilapidated chapel to show your unique view of love?"

Song Ci’s barrage was ignored by the male protagonist before he could dominate the screen. He looked into Ruth’s eyes with a little melancholy, “Do you love him? If you really love someone, you won’t be together It hurts so much to bond."

Ruth returned to reserved mode under Jack's aggressive questioning, as if the person she was talking about with the strange man had never existed.

"Mr. Dawson, you are so rude! This is not something you and I should discuss. After all, we are not familiar with each other. I mean, don't think that you can interfere in my life because you saved me last night!"

This question is not difficult to answer.

But if Ruth said she loved Carl, then the jumping into the sea would have become a joke; if she didn't love Carl, why did she sleep with Carl? Was it just for the jewelry and artwork?In this way, how is it different from those courtesans who wander in various banquets!

Seeing Ruth's complexion darken, Jack immediately apologized and changed the subject. He opened the portfolio and discussed esoteric body art with this first-class beauty.

Song Ci couldn't help applauding his cleverness. From these small details, it can be seen that the green hat male supporting role was not wronged.

How can a high-ranking heir of a steel tycoon know how to please others better than a wandering painter with no relatives and no reason, especially Ruth, a selfish woman who can even abandon her biological mother if she turns her face, it is simply impossible to increase her favorability Task.

But Jack did it. If he was lucky enough to be alive in the future, he could publish a book with the theme of the art of communication. The book would be a hit just because he could snatch Carl Hockley's fiancée away.

The heroine who opened the door to the new world forgot the unhappiness just now, and immersed herself in the indescribable paintings, "This is really beautiful, and it can definitely be ranked among the first-class works!"

Ruth's unsparing praise made Jack excited, "It's a pity that no one else knows how to appreciate them, only you."

As if he had found a bosom friend, he sat next to Ruth and looked at the drawing paper, until the last few nude paintings appeared, and he stroked his hair in embarrassment.

Luckily, instead of being offended, Ruth asked about the model with great interest.

The two talked about more and more topics, and both felt deep regret for not meeting each other earlier.

Ruth was completely moved by the romantic life of a wandering poet described by Jack, and she wished to follow him to every corner of the world and experience all the new things that she hadn't experienced before.

At this moment, Ruth even regarded him as her life mentor.

Jack understands that the rare opportunity in front of him is a shortcut to get close to the first-class beauty, as long as he can pull her out of the noble circle, all problems will be easily solved.

The first teacher is competent enough, and he is about to pull the heroine into an absolutely exciting and eye-catching pastime.

"Jack, no, I can't do it!"

Ruth's struggle was quite weak, and soon ran to a corner of the deck with the pull of the hero.

Jack made an exaggerated demonstration with a bright smile, "Just like me!"

Following his movements, hundreds of millions of bacteria clumped and flew towards the blue sea.

The hostess smiled embarrassingly, and tried to brew it. She was holding the filthy thing, but suddenly smelled an extremely weird smell, which made her stomach acid boil.

Ruth vomited a few mouthfuls of acid water while clutching the armrest. The always considerate Jack quickly patted her on the back and asked her if she felt uncomfortable.

Song Ci, who was digging durian beside him and eating deliciously, suppressed a smile and asked, "Why don't you continue? I'm just learning!"

She really couldn't understand how Wei Guoren would use such a disgusting behavior to get closer, and she didn't understand how depressed the heroine was to fall in love with a spitting man in a place similar to the banquet hall of the Great Hall.

If her idol Picasso had such a wonderful brain nerve as the heroine, she would never be famous even after 100 years of death.

Ruth, who was almost fainted, took a few steps back with Jack's support, and asked in embarrassment, "Did you eat gas bombs? Why is there such terrible food on board!"

Song Ci handed the small porcelain bowl full of pulp towards Ruth, "This is the durian I brought myself. It has a unique aroma and is delicious for dessert. Do you want to try it?"

"Oh God! Please keep it away from me!"

Ruth turned her face away and accidentally saw her mother standing in front of her with a gloomy face.

She hurriedly withdrew her hands on Jack, and smiled at the ladies who were walking together.

"Mom, this is Jack Dawson, he saved me on the deck." Ruth tried hard to get the hero to be recognized by his relatives.

"Happy to meet."

Rufu glanced out of the corner of her eye at the inferior person who wanted to teach her daughter badly, don't think she couldn't see the poor boy's mind.

As long as the Cabot family exists, such a person will never want to enter the family.

Mrs. Molly smiled and wiped the corners of her lips, "You are such a young man full of justice!"

Jack immediately understood her kindness, and raised his hand to wipe the drool off his face.

Song Ci took the opportunity to take back the small bowl, stood beside Mrs. Molly and smiled sweetly, "Hello, madam."

"Hello, cute little guy, it looks like you're having a great time!" Mrs. Molly said helplessly when she heard the sound of a horn in the distance, "Why do they have to look like cavalry going to charge every time they order people to eat?"

This sentence not only made Ruth laugh, but also relieved Jack from the embarrassing situation.

Lu Fu, who strictly enforced the lady's code of conduct, took her daughter back to the room to change clothes, leaving the male protagonist who fell in love to reminisce about the good times they spent together.

The kind-hearted Mrs. Molly couldn't bear to see Jack make a fool of himself in front of everyone, so she led him to her guest room to change up, and Song Ci naturally followed.

The male lead in a black evening dress was stunned looking at the handsome handsome man in the mirror. Mrs. Molly cheered him up with a smile, "You look so handsome, you are completely different!"

The waxed hair was pressed against the skin, making Jack a little uncomfortable. He tried to do a few movements like the gentlemen he had seen before, cleared his throat and said "good evening."

Song Ci was almost amused by him, "Good evening, Mr. Dawson."

"Okay, children, let's go!" Mrs. Molly walked towards the banquet hall with one person in each arm.

Jack, who was slowly walking down the grand staircase along the gilded railing, held his hands back nervously. Although he has been to many places, he has never seen such a luxurious and exquisite architectural style. Everything here seems to come from another world, which is extremely beautiful unreal.

Jack walked forward on vain steps, trying not to look so out of place, until he saw Ruth smiling.

The well-dressed heroine is even more radiant, completely attracting the whole mind of the hero.

Carl, who was having a cordial conversation with his mother-in-law, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's unbelievable, you almost look like a gentleman!"

Ruth was very dissatisfied with his attitude, "Almost?"

Carl was unwilling to argue with his fiancée for outsiders, so he turned and walked towards his acquaintance.Rufu is also making friends with the countess, which happens to give the two a chance to be alone.

Ruth pulled Jack to stand in the corner, and enthusiastically introduced those noble capitalists that he might never get in touch with in his life.

When it was time to eat, Song Ci sat down with the kind Mrs. Molly, and met the hero who was enduring Rufu's troubles.

Like the person without a surname before, Rufu directly raised the issue of the comfort of the third-class cabin in front of everyone, trying to use this method to make Jack understand his identity and retreat.

It's a pity that the male protagonist belongs to Jack who can't be beaten to death, and he easily solved the bad influence of this topic with a joke.

Compared with his contempt for Song Ci, Lu Fu hated the homeless man in front of him who tried to tarnish the family's reputation even more. The ridiculous blush that kept shaking his face sent out language shock waves, but Jack resolved them one by one.

Because of the stomach cramps caused by anger, Ruth had to stop attacking the enemy. Ruth took the opportunity to chat with the men on the table about the big ship they were on, so as to divert everyone's excessive attention from Jack.

Seeing that the heroine would rather talk about the size of the most hated man in order to save her lover, Song Ci had to sigh with emotion that beauty is misleading.

It wasn't until the final reception that Ruth breathed a sigh of relief, implying that Jack and the others were just flattering each other, and that a person like him who really understands life doesn't need to suffer in the past.

Seeing that Carl and those big shots didn't intend to invite him, Jack said mockingly, "Our slaves are going to go boating."

"Good night, Ruth."

He lifted the hostess' hand and kissed it lightly, taking the opportunity to pass a small note hidden in his fingertips.

Ruth secretly read the handwriting on the note while avoiding her mother's scrutiny. Without even hesitation, she got up and left the banquet hall silently.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Jack, Jack!Why are you Jack?Ruth, come up quickly, the sea is so cold!

Mistress:  …

Male protagonist: ...