Rebirth 1912 starts with people on the Titanic

Chapter 5: Won't you invite me to a dance

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After chatting for a while, everyone sat down with each other.

At Carl's request, the waiter began to distribute utensils and food.

Nothing special.

In addition to barbecue, it is all kinds of fruits, lettuce and the like.

These things were naturally nothing unusual to Bruce.

Jack, this kid has an eye-opening look.

As soon as things came up, he began to feast in large chunks without a figure.

Rose's mother and Carl, who were on the side, frowned.

On the contrary, it is Rose's informality towards Jack, who looks beautiful and smiles again and again.

"Doesn't it suit your taste, Bruce?".

Seeing that Bruce only ate a few bites and stopped moving the knife and fork, Leslie, who was sitting next to him, said with concern.

"No, it tastes good, I just don't like the noisy environment. Bruce shook his head and explained.

Leslie nodded in understanding.

She seems to have a very good sense of Bruce.

The eyes and curiosity of everyone at the table were attracted to the talkative Jack, but she kept her attention on Bruce.

Even if the suit Bruce was wearing wasn't a valuable high-end item.

"Oh, indeed, I don't really like this kind of noisy banquet either, hehe......" Leslie chuckled softly.

At this time, Mrs. Booker, Rose's mother, who had been gloomy from beginning to end, spoke again.

She asked Jack with disdain, "Mr. Dawson, is it true that I hear that the third class cabin is as lively as our first class every day?"

This is clearly a vicious attack with bad intentions.

The

people sitting here were all high-class people, and there was no way to hear the contempt in Mrs. Dewitt Bookett's words.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at Jack, who was eating happily.

Jack didn't seem to hear the contempt in Mrs. Bookett's words, and said with a sense of humor, "Oh, it's pretty good. There weren't a few mice. "

Jack's humor made everyone laugh.

However, there were a few people who didn't quite understand the reason for the matter.

Seeing this, Carl hurriedly followed Mrs. Booker's words and pointed at Jack and continued to mend the knife: "He came from the third class cabin and saved my fiancée Rose yesterday. "

As he spoke, Carl looked at the breezy Bruce and said, "And this Bruce...... A yellow man from the East, haha......

".

"Don't you think your words are rude, Mr. Hockley?" Leslie rebuked unhappily.

Carl was always haunted by yesterday's events.

Coupled with the fact that Jack's forgetful bastard made Rose laugh again today, Carl hated Jack and Bruce even more.

"Oh, I'm sorry Bruce. Pardon me, I'm just curious, your physiognomy doesn't look like an Oriental. If it weren't for your black hair and black eyes, I would have thought you were a noble Englishman. I'm just curious. "

Hockley was saying apologetic words in his mouth, but his face was unapologetic.

"Yes, Mr. Hockley, I have half Eastern Dragon Nation blood and half English blood. My mother was an English man. Wang Yu replied indifferently.

"I see!" Karl smiled, "Your father is a lucky and intelligent man. I've heard that there are still wars going on in the ancient Eastern Dragon Kingdom. Have you ever returned to China to see?".

There was contempt in his words.

Even many of the white people at the banquet smiled knowingly.

They looked at each other a few times, and some of them tacitly agreed.

Carl's embarrassment and discrimination against the Dragons made Bruce very unhappy.

He is also a racist patient.

When Carl said this, he was clearly ridiculing the original owner's father for being a shitty man from the Dragon Kingdom who married a noble Yingyi lady, so he was lucky enough to escape the war in the Dragon Kingdom.

What qualifications do you have to discriminate against the ancient dragon kingdom?

You Americans have not even been in the past two hundred years since the founding of the country, and the history books combined, it is estimated that they can't even compare with the recipes of the people of the Dragon Country.

A

group of losers and robbers who were driven from Europe to the Americas by the Protestants.

If you want to talk about shit luck, who in this world doesn't know that only the United States is the most shit luck group of people?

If it weren't for the poor Indians' ignorance and civil strife, which allowed you to gain a firm foothold on the North American continent, there would be no such thing as a country in the world at this time.

A group of hillbillies fleeing from Europe!

It's no wonder that Rose would rather be cheaper than look at you more than a poor dick in England who doesn't pay attention to you.

Not to mention Rose's beautiful Yanpony, even her mother, Mrs. Butek, only respects Carl on the surface, but in her heart, she doesn't really look down on the Hockley family.

The outbreaks in the United States probably also know that the old European aristocrats and big landowners look down on them from the bottom of their hearts, and these businessmen who are full of copper smell.

That's why Carl's family will let Carl spend a lot of money to marry the Dewitt Bookett family and get engaged to Rose.

Isn't the idea to use the aristocratic status of the Dewitt Bookett family to put on a façade for the Hockley family?

Bruce sneered, "I don't think bloodline is a testament to whether a person is noble or not, Mr. Hockley. A millionaire who is a dime a dime is no more noble than an ordinary person who is willing to give a beggar a piece of bread to eat. "

Bruce put down his knife and fork, picked up a towel and wiped his hands, glancing mockingly at everyone in the room.

"According to Darwinian evolution, all humans in the world evolved from monkeys. So we all have a common ancestor, so Mr. Hockley, your frivolous and stupid pride and prejudice only proves that you are very uncultured. "

Bruce's sarcasm made Carl's face extremely ugly, and if he had to maintain his superior image in front of outsiders, he would have called his bodyguards to teach Bruce a good lesson.

Looking at Hockley's gritted teeth and helplessness about his hatred, Bruce was extremely happy.

"Mr. Hockley, I remember that the spirit of the Declaration of Independence of the United States is that all people are born with human rights, and all people are equal, have you even forgotten the founding code of your own country?"

"Huh...... Well said, Bruce. Miss Leslie, who was beside Bruce, clapped Bruce with glinting eyes.

"Haha, Mr. Li, what you just said was a wonderful speech. During the banquet, a very plump middle-aged lady also clapped her hands.

Bruce glanced at her, remembering that her name seemed to be Molly Margaret Brown.

Also one of the survivors of the Titanic in the movie.

Bruce nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude to Madame Brown, but he was not complacent about his high-minded talk.

On the contrary, Bruce was actually very disappointed in his heart, and if he could, he would rather not say anything to himself.

He knew that in the face of these rich and noble people in the Western upper class, no matter how fanciful he said, he could not restore the national status of the Eastern Dragon Kingdom in the international community in the past hundred years.

He needs to work hard, and he needs strength.

Only with strong enough strength can these Western bandits really face up to themselves.

Instead of using words to counter the discrimination and prejudice of others against you.

Carl was speechless by Bruce's words.

In addition, Leslie and Mrs. Brown praised Bruce.

Naturally, he didn't want to continue to tease Bruce.

Karl smiled awkwardly and said no more.

Anyway, Bruce didn't have much to do with him.

The reason why Bruce is so targeted is just that the white skin of the West is instinctively racist.

After all, no matter how good this kid is, Jack is also a pure white Westerner.

Even if Bruce's dress was obviously more decent and clean than Jack's, it was far inferior to Jack's in the eyes of these Western whiteskins.

Poor Jack is talking to Rose about his talent for drawing and his gonzo on the docks.

Rose was amused by Jack's humor, not noticing that Carl's jealous gaze had swept towards Jack beside her.

Feelings: The two have just not cared about Carl and Bruce-for-tat, and have been quiet in their "two-person world".

Eventually, Carl realizes that Bruce is not the main enemy of the party.

The poor dick who laughs and laughs with his fiancée is his rival in love.

Carl coughed lightly, interrupting his fiancée, Rose's bewildered laughter.

Only then did Rose notice that everyone's eyes at the table were focused on her and Jack.

Pretty blushed slightly, and Rose sat up straight in embarrassment, regaining her proper demeanor as a noble daughter.

Only Jack, the prodigal son of the flowers, expressed his bewilderment at the behavior of everyone watching him.

"Mr. Dawson, where do you live and how did you get on the Titanic?" said Carl with suppressed jealousy.

He asked knowingly: "Forgive my rudeness, as far as I know, even if it is a third-class fare, it should not be a small amount, right?"

Jack didn't seem to hear Carl's taunt at him.

He shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and said in a lazy tone: "I live on the ship for the time being, as for where I will live in the future......

".

At this point, Jack grinned and pointed to it and continued, "Then it depends on God's arrangement." "

"Do you enjoy this wandering life, Mr. Dawson?" Rose's mother joined Jack's team.

It was Jack who had just teased her daughter Rose to the point of utterly losing the manners of a noblewoman, much to the annoyance of Mrs. Bookett.

Jack, a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, where does he care about this?

He said calmly: "Isn't that enough? Freedom is so wonderful, who can resist the taste of freedom?"

"And what are you going to do for a living? I mean, where did you get the money for your ticket?" said Karl with a scornful laugh.

The addition of Mrs. Bookett clearly emboldened Karl.

"I won the ticket at a bar on the pier, isn't that lucky?" hehe...... " Jack laughed.

"As for my livelihood? I make a living by painting people, and I occasionally work part-time jobs. That's it!".

Bruce watched Carl and Mrs. Bookett's performance from the sidelines.

This pair is a really good match.

An old-fashioned and arrogant old woman of the persecuted aristocracy, and the other is an explosive household with only money in her eyes.

Bruce even wanted to suggest these two, and simply form a pair of CPs on the spot.

Leslie beside Bruce and Mrs. Brown, who was sitting across from her, were very unhappy with the words and actions of Carl and Mrs. Booker.

Jack smiled.

Karl and Mrs. Bookett laughed too.

It's just that their smiles are full of disdain and contempt for low-level civilians like Jack.

Jack didn't take any of their contempt in the slightest.

He graciously picked up a glass of wine and raised it to everyone and said in a loud voice, "Distinguished gentlemen and ladies. The world is unpredictable, go with the flow, and grasp the time of life. Let's enjoy this wonderful time today and not waste it on these boring topics. "

Jack's cheerfulness and frankness immediately won the admiration of Mrs. Brown and Rose.

Even the rest of the room looked at Jack with an appreciative expression.

Mrs. Brown had long had enough of Carl and Mrs. Booker's performances.

She also raised the wine glass in front of her and said, "Seize the time!"

"Seize the time!" everyone also raised their glasses.

Seeing this, Karl and Mrs. Bookett had no choice but to keep silent.

As he put down his glass, Bruce gave Jack an inward-looking "OK" gesture, which resulted in a sly smile from Jack.

After a while, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became lively.

Light

music sounded on the stage in the middle of the hall, and many men and women who were also eating in the dining room heard the music and got up from their seats and walked into the open space in front of the stage.

Men and women hugged each other and began to dance to the music.

This is the hallmark of a Western dinner.

First there was eating and drinking, and then men and women hugged each other and danced.

It's boring enough.

As soon as the music started, Rose was the first to stand up, holding her gorgeous skirt in her bare hands and performing a lady's courtesy.

Jack on the side suddenly got up happily, covered his chest with one hand very gentlemanly, and bowed deeply.

The two then joined hands and joined hands on the dance floor.

Seeing this, Bruce was speechless for a while, but he was helpless.

Who called them the heroes and heroines in the movie?

Bruce wiped his hands and tried to get up and get out to get some air.

This noisy environment makes him very unaccustomed to it, and it reminds him of the noisy battlefield in his previous life.

Just as he was about to get up, his hand was suddenly grabbed by a small hand.

Bruce glanced at it and saw that it was Leslie.

Leslie was looking at him with a gentle smile, "Lee, won't you invite me to do a dance?"