I have to say that using Ruth's life experience that Ruth has never been in contact with to impress the other party like the original male protagonist can definitely stir the heart of a girl who has never been in the world, but the consequence of doing so is to turn his back on the entire aristocratic class.

Admittedly, this Ruth in front of me is very big, no, it's very white, it's not right!

Forget it, let's not talk about it, that's what it means anyway!

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

This woman was definitely deliberate, and she actually ran to jump into the sea dressed like this, and I don't know what she thought.

Eighteen-year-old Winslet is definitely at the peak of his appearance, and the round spherical object in the future is completely two extremes.

Now Winslet, no, it's Ruth!

Ruth's body shape is the kind of slightly fat in the minds of men, as the so-called fat fat should be thin and thin, this kind of figure that can definitely be called a peerless beauty in the Tang Dynasty plus an almost ** evening dress, it is really difficult to concentrate.

Fortunately, as a middle-aged and elderly man whose psychological age is close to forty years old, Li Qingyuan is now past the age of blood and strength, and he uses great perseverance to control himself and try to pretend that nothing happened.

"This poem was inspired by the feeling I just looked 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 stupid white sweet, did not have that kind of concept, but stretched out her hand very happily and introduced herself to Li Qingyuan.

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

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

The two soon started talking about the so-called art of poetry, although he said that for the poems written by Westerners, that thing can also be called poetry? But it didn't prevent him from fooling the silly white sweet chick in front of him.

After all, he is also a legendary street writer, and he naturally knows all about these words, and it is estimated that he will be vulnerable when he encounters those masters who are proficient in literature, but it is more than enough to fool such a noble lady as Ruth!

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

was able to write such touching and heartfelt language, and the poet from the Qing Kingdom in front of her suddenly made her feel that she hated not to meet when she was not married.

No way, young girls, especially Ruth, who have not been beaten by society, always have a lot of unrealistic fantasies.

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

It's just a pity that his task is so frustrating, so he can only push Ruth, who is about to stick to him, away with regret, so that the two of them keep a little distance between them.

There is no way, he still needs this stupid Bai Tian and her fiancé's connections to dredge up the relationship for himself, so he can only endure the pain of cutting his love and turn away the beautiful meat sent to the door.

Miss Ruth, who was pushed away, realized how frivolous her behavior was just now, although as an Englishman, she does not attach as much importance to the affairs of men and women as Orientals, but she and the other party have just met, so it is indeed a bit arrogant.

"Well, I just wanted to talk to you about poetry culture!" Ruth decides to salvage some points for her presumptuousness, at least not to make the distant Oriental poet in front of her think of herself as a frivolous and prodigal woman.

"Miss Ruth, I am fascinated by your knowledge of poetry, and I can't find a second one in the whole of London for an intellectual woman like you!" It is true that for the successful completion of the task, he can't just ride the horse now, but he can say a few good words without spending money, maybe he wants to use her in exchange for taste after completing the task in two days!

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

"Mr. Qingyuan, I found the person you were looking for!" Panting, Jack ran up from below deck, and just now he had used his strengths to learn the location of the ship's black marketeers from the gypsy girl, and immediately rushed back at a speed of 100 meters, ready to find the wronged man to get his reward.

You must know that the total area of the Titanic is close to an ordinary township, and Jack can find his mission goal in a really short time, which can only be said to be worthy of the son of luck in the plot.

It's just that when he saw Ruth sitting side by side with Li Qingyuan, he suddenly felt that something important in his life had been taken away.

"Hello, beautiful young lady, my name is Jack. Dawson, nice to meet you! Jack quickly sorted out his embarrassed appearance because of running, and then accosted Ruth with the most perfect smile.

Ruth raised her head and nodded lightly, her mind was now full of the poems that Li Qingyuan had just told her, if it weren't for her good upbringing, she wouldn't have wanted to pay attention to this guy who suddenly popped up.

"I'm ......" Jack saw that Ruth was quite cold to him, and quickly raised his voice, ready to start his pickle mode.

Of course, this girl seems to have a fiancé, and by the way, she is still the eldest lady in first class, and by the way, she seems to have a good impression of her new employer.

But!

What's wrong with that?

He Jack. Silver Gun. Specializing in repairing home appliances for 30 years. Dawson, how could he give up on 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?" Seeing that Jack, a bastard, actually wanted to pry the corner of the wall in front of him, Li Qingyuan asked quietly.

"Ah...... Yes...... Shelley...... The west wind from the snow? Jack was speechless for a moment, he relied on his talent to steal a good sketch technique, relying on that ability to pretend to be a wandering painter outside all day long, and he could indeed hook up with a lot of ignorant girls.

But what did you tell him, Shelley, and Byron?

Do you think he looks like he has the money to study?

"If I am a fallen leaf floating with you, if I am a flowing cloud flying with you!" Although Jack didn't know, Ruth, who was a young girl, immediately replied.

"My favorite of these two poems by Shelley is simply the sweetest interpretation of love!"

Looking at the two guys who were spitting strange words, Jack felt that his outlook on life was under attack.

Even that bullshit sentence can be called poetry?