Marvel Movie Destruction

Chapter 8: Export into poetry

   I have to say that, like the original male protagonist, using the life experience that Ruth has never touched can definitely stir the heart of an unworldly girl, but the consequence of doing so is to abandon the entire aristocratic class.

   It is true that this Ruth in front of me is very big, no, it is very white, it is not right!

   Forget it, don’t say it, that’s what it means anyway!

   Li Qingyuan forced himself, raised his gaze slightly, and aimed at Ruth's face.

   This woman was absolutely deliberate. She actually dressed like this and jumped into the sea. She didn't know what she thought.

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

   The current Winslet, no, it's Ruth!

Ruth's body is the kind of fat that men think of, as the so-called fat, fat, thin and thin, this kind of figure can definitely be called a peerless beauty in the Tang Dynasty plus an almost evening dress. It's really hard to concentrate.

   Fortunately, as a middle-aged man with a mental age of close to 40, Li Qingyuan is now past a healthy age, using great perseverance to control himself, trying to pretend to be nonchalant.

   "This poem was sent by me just looking at the stars. I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful lady at this time!"

"Ruth Dewitt Booker, nice to meet you!" Compared to other people's discrimination against Orientals, Ruth is silly and sweet without that kind of concept, but very happily extended her hand to face Li Qingyuan introduced himself.

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

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

   The two soon talked about the so-called art of poetry, although he said that the poems written by Westerners can also be called poetry? But it did not prevent him from using it to fool the silly white sweet chick in front of him.

At any rate, he is also a legendary street writer. He knows all these words well. If he meets those masters who are proficient in literature, he will be vulnerable, but he is used to fool a noble lady like Ruth. More than enough!

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

   was able to write such touching language. The poet from the Qing Dynasty in front of her suddenly felt like she hated not meeting her when she was not married.

   No way, young girls, especially girls like 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 Ruth down, then he can now declare the mission completed.

   It's just a pity, but his mission is so frantic, so he can only push away Ruth, who is about to stick to him, with a pity, and keep a little distance between the two.

   No way, he still needs this silly Baitian and her fiancé's connections to clear the relationship for himself, so he can only reluctantly cut his love and shut the door to the door.

Miss Ruth, who was pushed away, realized how frivolous she was just now. Although the British did not pay as much attention to men and women as the Orientals, but she had just met each other, so doing it was indeed a bit arrogant. Up.

   "Well, I just wanted to discuss the culture of poetry with you!" Ruth decided to save some points for her presumptuous actions, at least not to let the distant Eastern poet in front of him regard herself as a frivolous woman.

"Ms. Ruth, your knowledge of poetry makes me admire. For an intellectual woman like you, I can't find a second one in London!" It is true that he can't directly push the horse for the successful completion of the task. You can say a few good things without spending money. Maybe you want to use her to change your taste after completing the task in two days!

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

"Mr. Qingyuan, I found the person you were looking for!" A panting Jack ran up from below the deck. Just now he played his own specialties and learned the position of the black market merchant on the ship from the gypsy girl. The speed of the 100-meter sprint rushed back, ready to find the bully for a reward.

   To know that the total area of ​​the Titanic is close to that of an ordinary town, Jack can find his mission goal in a short time, and he can only be said to be the son of luck in the plot.

   But 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 lady, my name is Jack Dawson, and I am glad to meet you!" Jack quickly sorted out his embarrassed appearance from running. UU read www.uukanshu.com and smiled at Ruth with the most perfect smile. Strike up a conversation.

   Ruth raised her head and nodded slightly. She is now full of the verses Li Qingyuan said to her just now. If it weren't for the good upbringing all the year round, she wouldn't even care about this guy who suddenly popped out.

   "I am..." Seeing Ruth being rather indifferent to him, Jack quickly raised his voice and prepared to start his own pick-up mode.

   Of course, this girl seems to have a fiancé, and by the way, she is still a first-class eldest lady, and by the way, she seems to have some affinity with her new employer.

   But!

   What's the problem?

   He Jack. Silver gun. Professional maintenance of electrical appliances for thirty years. Dawson, how can he give up 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 Jack, the bastard, wanted to pry the corner face to face, Li Qingyuan asked calmly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh , Can indeed hook up many ignorant girls.

   But what did you tell him Shelley or Byron?

  Do you think he has money to study?

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

   "I like Shelley's two poems the most, they are simply the sweetest interpretation of love!"

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

   Can you call poetry even with that **** sentence?

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