The ending of "Titanic" is a well-known thing. The ship sank!

So why does it sink?

This is actually a foreshadowing!

Because it was the maiden voyage, and because it was watched by the whole world, the captain couldn't stand the temptation!

Speed ​​up, speed up!

Of course, this was just an interlude, and it quickly returned to Rose and Jack.

The two chatted, as if they had endless topics to talk about. Under the sunset, the two of them were on the deck, and Jack continued to talk about his "wandering" experience.

Rose listened with great interest, perhaps because she found someone with whom she had a common topic.

"It would be great if I could do this too!" she said with some envy.

"If you want to go, just go, go wherever you want, say we will go to that pier, even if it's just a talk!" she added.

"No, we will definitely go. We can drink cheap beer, ride the roller coaster until we vomit, and we will ride horses on the beach, but like cowboys, we can't sit sideways!" Jack continued to describe Rose's incomparable

The picture of longing.

"Sit with your legs crossed?" Rose thought it was too unorthodox.

"Um!"

"can you teach me?"

"Okay, if you like!"

"Teach me how to ride like a man!"

"Chewing tobacco like men?"

"And spitting like a man!"

"Didn't you teach that at school?"

"No! No!"

"Come on, I'll teach you!" Jack said, holding Rose's hand, but Rose had obviously never done such an unorthodox thing, so she seemed to flinch, but she was still pulled over by Jack.

"Look clearly!" Jack took a deep breath and then spat toward the sea!

"How disgusting!" Rose couldn't help but said.

"It's your turn!" Jack said.

Rose looked around, then quickly spat.

But Jack was not satisfied and said she had to take a breath and then spit it out.

Rose really imitated his example, taking a deep breath and then spitting vigorously.

But just at this moment, her mother and the ladies came over from the other side of the deck.

When she saw her daughter Rose actually doing such a thing, her face became extremely ugly.

Rose found her mother coming and could only introduce Jack to her mother with some embarrassment.

However, Mrs. Molly found it very interesting and kindly reminded Jack that he had not wiped the saliva off his chin.

"Others were very nice to Jack and wanted to get to know the man who saved my life, but my mother thought he was a bug! A pest that needed to be eliminated immediately!" the voice of an elderly Rose sounded off-screen.

"It seems that you are a brave person!" Mrs. Molly admired Jack very much and said with a smile.

At this time, when it was time for dinner, the restaurant signaled with a trumpet, which made Mrs. Molly very dissatisfied: "Why do they have to charge like cavalry every time they ask people to have dinner?"

When Rose and her mother left, Mrs. Molly did not leave. She called Jack and said, "Son, do you know what you are going to do later?"

"Not very clear!" Jack shook his head.

"What are you going to wear?" Mrs. Molly asked, looking at his attire.

Jack spread his hands in confusion, wondering if the clothes he was wearing couldn't be done?

But Mrs. Molly shook her head: "I knew it, come on!"

She pulled Jack away and put on her son's clothes!

After Jack put on his suit and ties, he looked at himself in the mirror. Mrs. Molly also looked at her and said, "Look at how human you are!"

As she spoke, she laughed happily.

Obviously, she knew that Carl had bad intentions in inviting Jack. Only Jack himself didn't know, and he was still immersed in the longing of being able to have dinner with Rose.

Jack, who had a new look and looked extremely handsome, came to the restaurant during dinner time.

It's just that he is just a person from the lower class. When he came here, even though he changed his clothes and combed his hair, he still didn't fit in.

He learned other people's gestures to greet people.

He saw Karl and Rose's mother walking down the stairs and rushed to greet them, but the other party turned a blind eye to him and simply ignored him.

Seeing Jack's awkward appearance alone, Rose couldn't help but laugh.

He imitated what he saw in the movie, kissed Rose's hand, and then bent his arm for Rose to hold hers.

Rose pulled Karl, who was chatting with his mother, and reintroduced Jack to him.

Carl was surprised when he saw Jack wearing a dress: "Incredible! You almost look like a gentleman!"

"Almost?" Jack could hear the sarcasm in his words.

"How interesting!" Karl didn't respond to him at all.

Instead, she turned around and left with Rose's mother in her arms.

Arriving at the banquet hall, Rose introduced the people here to Jack, but her tone couldn't help but take on a sarcastic tone.

At this time, Mrs. Molly came. She took Jack's other arm and said, "Actually, it's okay. They love money. Just pretend you own a gold mine and everything will be fine!"

She revealed the essence of the so-called upper class society in one sentence.

Jack was introduced to others under the leadership of Molly.

"He must be very nervous, but he didn't lose his composure!" Old Rose's voice came again.

"They thought he looked very rich. He was from a railroad family, so he might not have been successful for a long time, but he was still considered a wealthy person. But my mother still looked calm!" the elderly Rose's voice fell.

Return to the ship's restaurant.

Rose's mother revealed Jack's true identity in one word: "Mr. Dawson, are you comfortable living in the lower cabin? I heard it's pretty good."

Jack did not lose his composure but said calmly: "That's great, there are only a few mice!"

Everyone burst into laughter, thinking that Rose's mother and Jack were joking.

Karl added: "He came from the third class, and he helped my fiancée last night!"

Rose was very dissatisfied with Carl's words and defended Jack: "In fact, Mr. Dawson is very good at painting. I have seen his works!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! How could Karl feel comfortable hearing his fiancée speak for another man? He immediately said: "Rose and I have very different views on art.

Of course, I’m not saying your work is bad!”

But everyone could hear what he meant.

The meal was served, but Jack looked at the table full of dazzling tableware and was completely at a loss. Even though Rose was hinting at him, he still didn't understand how to use these things.

"Are these all mine?" He had to turn to Mrs. Molly.

"Use the one on the outside first!" Mrs. Molly taught him in a low voice.

The waiter came to serve the caviar and asked him how he wanted to use it. Jack said, "I don't like caviar. I never have!"

In fact, it's not that he doesn't like it, he just doesn't understand what the other person means.

Rose's mother suddenly spoke again: "Mr. Dawson, where do you live?"

"I'm living on this ship now, and it depends on God's arrangement in the future." Jack replied.

"How do you have money to travel?" Rose's mother continued to make things difficult.

"I work everywhere, and I travel on cargo ships!" Jack said directly, and he did not feel embarrassed or ashamed about it.

"I won my ticket to the Titanic through gambling. I'm so lucky!" He even said more.

It's just obvious that Rose's mother is not a real upper class person herself, or she doesn't know other real "gentlemen" that well.

Jack's frankness did not attract ridicule, but instead: "Life depends on luck!"

Karl smiled: "A hero creates his own luck? Right!"

"Not bad!" Jack nodded.

"So, Mr. Dawson, do you like wandering around like this?" Rose's mother still had no intention of letting him go.

This sentence touched Jack, and he could only bite the bullet and said: "Yes, I like this!"

"I mean, I have all my belongings with me, I have a healthy body, and paper to draw on, and I like when I wake up in the morning, I don't know what I'm going to encounter or where I'm going to sleep. The first two days

I spent the night under the bridge, but now I am on this luxurious ship, drinking champagne with you!"
To be continued...