I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 43 Hello, my name is Xia Qingdai
  "Hello, my name is Xia Qingdai, may I meet you?" After declining Owen's invitation to dance, Xia Qingdai came to Jane Austen in the corner.

Jane immediately stood up and bent her knees slightly: "Hello, Miss Xia Qingdai, I am Jane Austen. Nice to meet you."

After saying hello, Xia Qingdai started chatting with Jane.

Xia Qingdai was not actually a familiar person, but because Jane's aura was so strong, and after reading her novels and biographies, she felt towards her as if she had met an old friend with whom she had been acquainted for a long time, so she The conversation was lively.

Jane listened with a smile at first, and occasionally answered her with a few words, but gradually, Jane's eyes lit up, and the conversation became more intense.

Just from the changes in Jane's expression, we can tell that she likes this familiar black-haired beauty very much, and may even feel that she hates meeting her too late.

This is not surprising. After all, Xia Qingdai has read all the books written by Jane Austen, read many short essays analyzing the world written by Jane Austen, and has also seen Jane Austen's biographies and movies. It would be strange if she didn't know about it.

Zhong Ziqi understood all the harp played by Yu Boya.

The joy of meeting a close friend in the mountains and flowing water cannot be experienced unless you are there.

Xia Qingdai later simply brought two large basins of huge cream strawberries and cherries cut into pieces, and stayed away from the bustling ballroom with Jane, sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room where there were relatively few people, eating fruit and chatting.

Sometimes, because Jian speaks English too fast, or the allusive words and characters quoted are too unfamiliar, Xia Qingdai can only express her blank stare and look confused.

Jian Jian smiled and patiently explained to her that it would not affect the rapid development of friendship between the two girls at all.

When the dance ended, Xia Qingdai reluctantly stood at the gate to say goodbye to Jane Austen, and made an appointment to meet again next time.

Compared with Gauss, who is only twelve years old, has extremely strong logical ability and has a high IQ, and Jian, who is about a few years younger than her and is the originator of domineering CEO Wen, Xia Qingdai is obviously more attracted to her.

The most important thing is that Xia Qingdai likes reading novels and doesn't like doing math problems!
  After saying goodbye to her friends, Xia Qingdai turned around and entered the building. When she came to the ballroom, she saw a few people left.

The guests dispersed, and Owen, who had been entertaining all night, was sitting in front of the piano playing with his eyes closed.

He played very passionately and the melody was very beautiful.

Not far from him, Brutner came over and played the violin to join in the conversation.

Xia Qingdai was also attracted, leaning against the piano and watching Owen play with a smile.

Ancient ladies and gentlemen all knew one or two musical instruments.

As she listened, Xia Qingdai's thoughts began to spread again.

She suddenly remembered that Beethoven would shine in a few years. She will probably tour all over Europe by then, and she may have the opportunity to hear Beethoven perform live!

Unfortunately, the mobile phone disconnected from the Internet as soon as it entered the range of the castle, and it could not take pictures of the villain, so it could only output passively.

Otherwise, it would be wonderful if we could record Beethoven's performance on video!

After the song ended, Owen opened his eyes, looked at Xia Qingdai at the piano, and said with a smile: "Cousin, can I teach you how to dance? Very simple dance steps."

Obviously, as smart as he is, he has figured out that Xia Qingdai stayed away from the dance floor all night because she couldn't dance.

"Okay!" The second half of the night here is afternoon for Xia Qingdai. She was in good spirits and said nothing after hearing what she said.

For the squires and aristocrats, it is common for them to spend the whole night drunk, singing and dancing.

Owen stood up, saluted Xia Qingdai, then gently held her hand and slid onto the dance floor.

Brüttner stood aside and accompanied them to a more cheerful tune. Ballroom dancing is also an optional course in universities, and many students take this class for credits. Because compared to other courses, this one is as simple as giving credits.

But tonight in Fucui Villa, the dances performed by everyone are somewhat different from modern dances.

These country dances are not as ambiguous as modern ballroom dances, and the rhythms are relatively bright and lively.

Everyone dances this dance with their heads held high and their bodies upright, exuding a noble and inviolable temperament.

Beginner Xia Qingdai couldn't be so calm and confident. She always lowered her head and looked at her toes to be careful not to step on Owen.

Fortunately, she may be more open to art. Not long after dancing, she got a glimpse of the ropes and memorized many dance steps.

Because you learn quickly, you naturally become more interested. The two danced for a long time, and then Brüttner and his wife joined in.

There is no accompaniment, and it does not affect everyone's fun. You can dance lightly while counting the beats and humming the tune.

The young boy Gauss was born into a poor worker-peasant family. He was good at country dancing and harmonica, but he had no chance to learn musical instruments such as piano and violin.

He didn't have a suitable dance partner and couldn't play music, so he had to watch from the sidelines.

Martin, who took the place of Owen to see off the guests, returned to the ballroom. Seeing everyone dancing so happily, he happily sat in front of the piano and spontaneously accompanied everyone.

Compared with Owen's smooth playing, Martin's piano skills are far behind.

Fortunately, happy people don't care how well they play. At this time, having fun and being spontaneous is the most important thing.

From time to time, Gauss cast his eyes on Xia Qingdai, who was smiling and lively, looking thoughtful.

There were too many guests coming to Fucui Villa today, including men, women, young and old, plus the accompanying servants, grooms, etc., a large group.

Not everyone can remember these people, not to mention Gauss and others who are guests themselves, or even the servants who have been in the villa for a long time.

In the past, old Mr. Owen was not willing to spend money to hold parties such as dances and picnics. Naturally, the servants he left behind were not very familiar with the surrounding squires.

So a cousin with black eyes and black hair appeared, and no one knew where she was from for a while.

Although everyone is very curious about Xia Qingdai's origin, there are really not many people who contact her as a "god".

Even though Owen said that the patron saint above the castle is the Eastern God, no one knows the Eastern people!

Where can a servant like this from the countryside go to meet people from the ancient Eastern countries?

Even the Brutners and his assistant Martin didn't have much knowledge to be honest. This time, they traveled from the countryside of Germany to the Fortress Villa, which was the farthest road they had ever traveled.

Along the way, they had no chance to see Easterners, let alone Eastern gods.

After all, it’s not like Easterners were black slaves, being sold all over the world by Europeans.

In addition, Xia Qingdai's skin is very white, and her facial features are also different from those of ordinary Chinese people, appearing very three-dimensional. So when we first met her, it was actually difficult for everyone to connect her with the East.

Only Owen, who had gone to America and had many naval friends, had this insight.

(End of this chapter)