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Chapter 325 Special Chapter Titanic ([-])
"We have heard stories of heroes saving beauty, Mr. Douglas, as I have seen, I can see that you are a gentleman who does justice."

Chubby Mrs. Molly Brown praised with a good-natured smile.

In addition to Mrs. Buckett, two other women also expressed kindness.

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"I did the right thing at the right time, that's all, thank you." He Xia said very politely.

At this moment, a brisk trumpet sounded on the upper deck.

"Why do you have to use the horn of cavalry charge every time you have dinner?"

Mrs. Molly Brown said helplessly.

"Haha, Mrs. Brown, you are so humorous!" Ruth said with a smile, and then quickly took her mother's arm and said, "Let's go, Mom, let's go change clothes."

"Jack, see you at dinner."

Before leaving, Ruth said to He Xia.

"child."

Mrs. Molly Brown did not leave with them, and looked at He Xia with complicated eyes.

"Mrs Brown."

He Xia nodded slightly.

"Son, do you know what you're going to face later?"

"Have a sumptuous dinner and talk freely." He Xia replied with a smile.

Molly Brown shook her head solemnly: "You have to face the terrible upper class, the upper class with hypocrisy, cunning, pride, and aloofness."

"If you wear this outfit to the dinner party, I'm afraid, oh, I really can't imagine the ending, do you have any other clothes?"

He Xia made a embarrassed expression, shrugged, and answered Mrs. Brown with body movements.

"Go, I will solve this problem for you!"

Mrs. Brown waved her hand very readily.

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Brown."

He Xia readily agreed.

He prepared a set of clothes for use in case of other accidents. There is no need to resist meeting Mrs. Brown who is willing to help others. This is an important part of integrating into the upper class.

"These are all clothes I ordered for my son from England. When I first saw you, I felt that your body shape was almost the same as his. Come on, pick it yourself, you're welcome!"

In the magnificent guest room, Mrs. Brown opened the suitcase, and there were two rows of suits hanging inside, all kinds of suits, suitable for various occasions.

"Oh, that's an exaggeration."

He Xia looked at the clothes in front of him, with a surprised expression on his face, this was not entirely a disguise, half truth and half falsehood.

Mrs. Brown does have some nouveau riche temperament, but nouveau riche is much better than those nobles who can barely maintain themselves by marrying their daughters after their decline...

"Don't be in a daze, come, choose one!"

Seeing He Xia standing still, Mrs. Brown urged.

"Thank you, Mrs. Brown, I'm a little distracted, sorry."

Seeing the full clothing box, He Xia thought of her clothing consultant, Da Wenwen.

He wanted to choose a set of styles that he thought was suitable based on the matching skills Qiao Wenwen had mentioned, combined with the environment and occasion, but because the color of the fabric was too single, he could only choose the neckline, cuffs and other places in the end.

Soon, a set of evening dress from inside to outside was selected.

With the help of the servants, He Xia changed into elegant clothes, exquisite bowknots with a collared shirt, a short tuxedo coat, and a pair of well-regulated trousers. The finishing touch was the nail pattern decoration on the cuffs.

"My God, Sarah, come and see, do you know Mr. Charlotte Douglas who came back with me just now?"

Mrs. Molly Brown circled around He Xia a few times, with nothing but praise in her eyes.

"It's like a different person, Mrs. Brown."

Sarah answered softly.

She is Mrs. Brown's servant, a young Caucasian woman with freckles on her face and deep eye sockets. She is about [-] years old and only dares to look at He Xia secretly.

He Xia tidied up the bow tie in front of the floor-standing mirror. In this era when the tie had not yet been born, the bow tie was a standard accessory for every gentleman.

"Can I have the honor?"

Fully dressed, He Xia gracefully stretched out her hand to Mrs. Brown.

Mrs. Brown shook her head, walked to He Xia's side and held his arm very naturally, and said with a smile: "That's right, go, go and surprise everyone."

The banquet hall reverberates with music, several musical players are playing hard, the decoration is like a palace, dense lights illuminate every corner, exaggerated pendulum clocks, thick Roman columns, and the bed boards are softer than third-class cabins Persian rugs are beautiful everywhere.

"Good evening, sir, madam, please..."

He Xia walked into the banquet hall with Mrs. Brown, and the waiter who opened the door couldn't help but look at He Xia a few more times.

"Charlotte, I'm going to socialize, Ruth should be here soon, do you have any questions?"

Mrs. Brown asked very thoughtfully.

"I like this environment, Mrs. Brown, thank you, I have no problem at all."

He Xia changed her previous uninhibited temperament, exuding a noble aura from the inside out, as if she had always been like this.

Pretend, who wouldn't...

Mrs. Brown felt dazed for a moment, and she couldn't see He Xia in front of her at all with the wandering painter before she changed into her costume.

"My God, Mr. Douglas, who are you..."

Mrs. Brown couldn't help asking, feeling that there was something wrong with this person.

She used to be just an ordinary housewife. If her husband hadn't discovered a gold mine from the west, she wouldn't be qualified to walk into a palace-like banquet hall. It took nearly two years to learn those complicated etiquettes and manners, and this Only learned the superficial.

But the wandering painter in front of him showed a very natural elegance in every gesture, which is very unnatural!
He Xia smiled slightly and said, "Mrs. Brown, I don't understand what you mean. I am who I am, not one... Charlotte Douglas."

Mrs. Brown recovered, with a thoughtful expression on her face: "It seems that some people's calculations are about to fail, Mr. Douglas, I wish you a wonderful evening."

Leaving He Xia and walking into the social circle of noble ladies, Mrs. Brown was immediately surrounded by three people.

"Molly, which family's son is the gentleman who came with you just now? It's so strange."

A woman younger than Mrs. Brown asked softly, with an inquiring look in her eyes, and her motives were not pure.

She asked a topic of interest to both of the others.

Mrs. Brown glanced back, and found that He Xia had already walked downstairs, leaving only a few people behind.

"Are you Mr. Douglas? I don't know his specific background..."

"Oh, what a mystery..."

"I didn't expect there to be a man with a mysterious identity on board. It's interesting."

The three of them were in a strange mood, and felt that Mrs. Brown was unwilling to introduce them, especially one of the youngest ladies. Her husband had just passed away and left a large amount of wealth. It was the most beautiful moment in life and she needed a gentleman to approach her. life.

He Xia didn't know what the ladies were talking about, and he didn't have much interest. He was just thinking about how to bring up his own topic to attract the attention of these upper-class people, and then accept it, and finally let himself integrate into it.

He didn't have to imitate other people's movements and postures like Jack did, because his manners were well-regulated, even more elegant than many people.

"Using the steel of the Hockley family to cast Titanic's Titanic body, it is indestructible, strong and perfect."

"Oh? If that's the case, I'll take you as the questioner if there is any problem. By the way, where is my daughter?"

"Just now I was attracted by a painting upstairs, just behind..."

Down the stairs, He Xia heard Carl and Mrs. Bucket chatting behind him, and he turned around to look at the two people walking down the stairs.

In the movie, Mrs. Bucket and Carl walk right in front of Jack without recognizing him at all.

But the actual situation was different. Carl, who was talking freely, suddenly froze, and looked at He Xia with disbelief: "Mr. Charlotte Douglas?"

It is absolutely true that people rely on clothes. When you don't know a person's background, clothing is a good reference. Well-dressed and elegant manners may not necessarily be moral, but there is a high probability that they were born in a famous family and have a lot of money.

Karl unnaturally used an equal address to He Xia, and was embarrassed to call him by his first name.

He Xia nodded slightly to the two, and said with a smile, "As you can see, it's me. Mr. Hockley, have you found your missing butler?"

Speaking of this matter, Karl spread his hands helplessly and said, "I have no clue at all, just disappeared out of thin air!"

"It's really strange..."

He Xia made a perfunctory sentence, didn't continue talking to Carl, looked at Ruth's mother, and said, "Mrs. Bucket, good evening."

"Very unexpected... Good evening, Mr. Douglas."

The shock in Mrs. Bucket's eyes was not less than that of Karl. She was very bitter and mean, but her eyes were also very vicious. At a glance, she could tell that the clothes on He Xia were all made by London tailors.

But immediately thinking of Mrs. Brown's behavior before, she seemed to understand something, and said with a smile: "Mr. Douglas, your tuxedo is well cut. I don't know which tailor it is from. Can you introduce it to me?"

He Xia flipped through the sleeves lightly, inadvertently showed off the exquisite cufflinks, and said with a smile, "You need to ask Mrs. Brown about this, because this is the clothes he borrowed from me."

"Oh, that's right, sorry..."

"What a pity, Charlotte, you almost look like a gentleman, but gentlemen don't wear other people's clothes."

"Charlotte?"

At this moment, Ruth came down from the stairs, and heard her fiancé and mother teasing her savior, she couldn't stand it anymore, and interrupted the conversation directly.

He Xia's gaze turned to Ruth naturally, and she gently held her right hand. The kiss was so standard that it couldn't be more standard. It was just right and very decent. This is what he learned from the French girl Ingrid. authentic.

"Is that right? I haven't forgotten."

Ruth looked at He Xia in disbelief. At this moment, the light of her fiancé beside her was extremely dim...

He Xia's words are very meaningful and thought-provoking, Mrs. Nabuket thought about it!

"Cough..." Karl coughed to attract everyone's attention, and then said, "The countess is here, let's say hello!"

After speaking, he opened his arms.

Mrs. Bucket took Carl's arm, and followed the rich husband away with full of thoughts.

"Doug...Charlotte, I'm sorry, I'm a little embarrassed to call your name, it's amazing, you are, I..."

"Just say I'm handsome, I know, Mrs. Brown compliments me all the way."

He Xia said very naturally, then raised her arms towards Ruth.

Ruth couldn't help being handsome, and while holding He Xia's arm, she leaned into his ear and said, "No gentleman would be as arrogant as you. You are not handsome at all, especially not handsome!"

He Xia raised his eyebrows, but didn't say yes or no.

The two followed the crowd to the banquet hall, which was very lively.

"Ha, there are quite a lot of people." He Xia sighed, he really didn't expect that most of the people in the first class would gather in one place, and the number of people was also considerable.

It's no wonder that after the shipwreck, so many people died in the third class, because there were not many people in the first class!

"Charlotte, don't be nervous."

Ruth thought that He Xia was a little stage frightened.

"Nervous? No, Ruth, don't worry about me."

He Xia is not unfamiliar with such a scene, nor is he stage frightened. Even if he is asked to give a speech at this moment, there is no problem...

In the lively environment, Ruth He Xia introduced many dignitaries, including nobles, merchants, and important officials who participated in politics.

Among the crowd, He Xia saw an important person, for him, an important person, Thomas Andrews!

"Ruth, who is that?"

He Xia pretended not to know him, and pointed to Thomas who was chatting with someone.

"You mean the one with the golden button? He is the designer and engineer of this giant ship, Thomas Andrews." Ruth introduced.

As if feeling the gaze, Thomas Andrews turned his head and met the eyes of He Xia and Ruth. He made an apologetic gesture to the person he was talking to, and walked in front of them with a glass of wine.

"Miss Bucket, sir, have a good evening."

"Mr. Andrews, this is Mr. Douglas, good evening."

Ruth introduced He Xia to others immediately.

"Good evening, Mr. Douglas, how are you feeling about the ship?"

Thomas extended his hand to He Xia very enthusiastically.

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"Titanic is as huge as a mountain and as stable as land, but it lacks consideration in some aspects and has great hidden dangers. Good evening, Mr. Andrews, your talent should not stop there."

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Ruth stared at him with more surprised eyes than when she saw He Xia in a formal suit for the first time just now. She thought in her heart that she was already not paying attention to the occasion when she spoke, and this one was much better than herself...

In an instant, Ruth had the illusion of finding a confidant, but this same love was not attractive.

Thomas Andrews shook hands with He Xia in embarrassment. He regretted coming over to say hello. He couldn't have imagined that the polite-looking guy would actually hurt people. He wanted to leave as soon as possible, but he was really unwilling, so he asked.

"Mr. Douglas, you seem to be very good at building ships. Can you point out which aspects are not considered and where are the hidden dangers?"

In the upper-class society where even a piece of cake is in front of them, it is rare for someone to bluntly point out their mistakes.

He Xia had already thought up his rhetoric, regardless of how many times Ruth pinched her arm, she talked eloquently: "The mechanism of the hull itself has problems, and being huge also means that it is not flexible enough. Considering the fluid dynamics Learn, hull contact, hiss..."

I can't continue anymore, my arm is probably pinched green.

"Mr. Andrews, I'm sorry, Mr. Douglas is a little unwell, let's talk later."

After speaking, Ruth dragged He Xia away from the scene.

"Hull structure, fluid dynamics?"

Thomas looked at He Xia who was leaving in a hurry, mumbling softly, he felt that this conversation should continue, but unfortunately it was not appropriate at this moment.

He Xia had a puzzled face, but was actually very happy in his heart. What he wanted to do had been perfectly accomplished, and a seed was planted in Thomas's heart waiting to germinate.

"Charlotte, I finally understand Carl's mood yesterday. We can't criticize in front of others like this. It's very impolite. Even if you really understand that knowledge, you should consider the other person's feelings..."

Ruth admitted her mistake, and taught He Xia seriously, with sincerity in her eyes.

"Speech is free, Ruth, don't you forget?"

He Xia rubbed his arms and said, "However, behavior is not free, do you want to try how painful it is?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Charlotte, I was too anxious just now, are you okay?"

Ruth felt that she was indeed a little reckless, and her actions were completely indifferent.

"Do you want to take care of the lady?"

At this moment, Mrs. Brown appeared beside He Xia and Ruth.

Ruth hurriedly stopped her strange movements to greet Mrs. Brown, and then took He Xia's right arm.

He Xia also recovered her posture, raised her left arm to Mrs. Brown, and said with a smile, "Have you enjoyed your conversation with the ladies? Mrs. Brown."

Mrs. Brown took He Xia's arm and shook her head: "It's still those boring topics, whose maid got pregnant unexpectedly, which illegitimate child was bitten by a dog, blah blah..."

"Hi, Astor."

Walking into the restaurant while talking, Mrs. Brown saw an acquaintance.

Ruth hurriedly leaned into He Xia's ear: "John Jacob Astor, ancestor John Job Astor was an American fur tycoon and financial expert, and the first multi-millionaire in the United States. The first is Astor IV, also an industrialist, the richest man on board."

Listening to Ruth's whispering in his ear, He Xia had the illusion that the two had become a couple, and he wondered in his heart: Why is it not considered to have won the heart?
"Good evening, Molly, it's going to be a very pleasant evening."

Astor knew Mrs. Molly Brown and greeted him very kindly.

"Good evening, both of you. This is Charlotte Douglas."

As before, Ruth took the initiative to introduce He Xia. Her idea was very simple. She showed importance to He Xia. Even though he was from the third-class cabin, others dare not look down on him easily.

"Mr. Douglas, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The lady next to Mr. Astor took the initiative to shake He Xia's hand.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am."

"Douglas?" Astor also stretched out his hand to He Xia, thinking, "Is it the Douglas family in New York, or the Douglas family in Oxford, England?"

According to Astor's understanding, the gentle and elegant young man in front of him could only come from these two Douglas families, but the other party's answer made him very puzzled.

"Sorry, Mr. Astor, to disappoint you, I am Douglas of Titanic."

"Oh...that's it." Astor's mind couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a moment.

Mrs. Brown and Ruth looked at each other, and said goodbye to Astor at the same time, and the short meeting ended.

"My God, Douglas of Titanic, haha, Charlotte, you are so humorous..."

said Mrs. Brown, laughing.

Ruth rolled her eyes inadvertently, unable to comprehend what this young master who seemed to be from a big family had gone through to become so unrestrained, but he seemed really free.

After a while, a group of people came to the dining table, and there were already many people sitting around the huge dining table.

The first is the Duke and Duchess of Conner Fu. Their wealth may not be amazing, but their prestige and status are very high.

In addition, there is a couple of earls and two industrialists, then mother Ruth and Carl, the person in charge of White Star Shipping who admires the last seat, and Thomas Andrews, the designer and engineer of the Titanic...

Of course, in the eyes of almost everyone at the dinner table, the one who admired the last was He Xia.

"Mr. Douglas, are you still used to life in third class?"

When everyone was seated, Ruth's mother asked He Xia a question very harshly, which directly exposed his identity, because she could not see other people being polite to He Xia.

Mrs. Bucket's words caused a brief silence at the dining table, and many people looked at He Xia with surprised eyes, as if they wanted to find out the relationship between this person and the third-class cabin.

"I was also very surprised when I found out about this. Mr. Douglas did come from the third-class cabin. He saved my fiancée bravely last night and was invited to have a banquet. Please forgive me."

Carl's positive explanation was mainly to step on He Xia's foot again. The meaning was very clear. If it was not for saving lives, he would not be qualified to sit here at all!
"No, I don't mind. In addition, Mrs. Bucket, the living environment of the third-class cabin is very good, which fully reflects the care of White Star Line and the hull builders for the people at the bottom. This is a very great feeling."

He Xia's answer cheered Joseph Ismay and Thomas Andrews present.

Listen, listen, great, what a lofty evaluation, the two of them are so beautiful!

Especially Thomas, who has been brooding over He Xia's previous criticism in his heart, did not expect to be praised again, and immediately felt very useful, even he himself wondered why he paid so much attention to this young man's words?
After He Xia finished speaking, Ruth hurriedly said: "In fact, Mr. Douglas is very knowledgeable. His research on psychology is not inferior to that of Freud and Jung, and his painting is also at the level of Picasso."

"Oh……"

After everyone present listened to the polarized evaluations, the CPU ran wildly to process the limited information so as to measure He Xia's identity and value.

Carl accepted the delicious food brought to him by the waiter, and said with a smile, "Psychology is nothing more than a trick to deceive the public, and Picasso, haha, a painter who is not well-known. Obviously, Ruth's painting aesthetics are somewhat different from mine."

"Mr. Douglas, I'm not saying that your painting skills are not good, it's just that our aesthetic level is different, please don't mind."

He Xia knew all this would happen a long time ago, she nodded with a calm smile, gladly accepted all the praise and criticism, and then started to show off her knowledge!
"In fact, psychology is not only a trick to deceive the public, but also a profound knowledge that exposes the real human nature. At the end of last year, I studied psychology related to human expressions and emotions with a scholar who cannot be named at Cambridge College. Academic."

Cambridge College, it is not convenient to reveal the name of the scholar, the combination of the two factors seems a bit mysterious, which immediately aroused the interest of everyone present.

Whether it is an academy or a scholar, these are not existences that third-class passengers can easily come into contact with!
"The application of micro-expression psychology is very extensive and universal. I believe that everyone has the opportunity to use it. For example, in the negotiation process, you can judge whether the other party is bluffing or not through a subtle movement of the other party's mouth, eyebrows or cheekbones. I really have the confidence..."

"In order to verify whether the relationship between expressions and emotions will be biased due to differences in race, I traveled to Europe, Asia, and North and South America, and the next step is to go to Africa to explore."

After He Xia finished speaking, everyone looked at him, no one refuted, and no one interrupted, so he talked a lot.

Micro-expression psychology, which was born in the 60s of the twentieth century, seemed a bit ahead of its time in [-], but everyone present here is rich and powerful. They receive the most cutting-edge information in the world, and their cognition and acceptance of things are much higher than common people.

Everyone, even Carl, who hated He Xia extremely, and Mrs. Bucket, who looked down on He Xia, couldn't help being fascinated.

"Rub your nose, this simple action, you can pay attention to it, this is the usual expression when covering up the truth, because there is a magical organ in it, once a person tells a lie, a magical hormone will be secreted to stimulate this organ and cause itching , almost all races are the same.”

"The birth of language itself has the function of lying, so everyone, when you have to lie, please pay attention to the details, otherwise it will be easy to be detected."

"Wonderful……"

Duke Connorf nodded slightly to He Xia, and said: "To be honest, my second son is obsessed with psychology. I used to think the same as Mr. Hockley, thinking that psychology is just heresy. Now it seems that it is not the case. , to you, Mr. Douglas."

When the Duke opened his mouth, everyone respected him and toasted He Xia together.

Carl raised his glass reluctantly with embarrassment on his face, especially seeing the proud look on Ruth's face, which made him feel jealous!
"Mr. Douglas, if, as you said, the expressions on people's faces can betray emotions, can you understand what I'm thinking now?"

Carl tried his best to control his facial expression and asked with a smile.

He Xia took a big sip of the delicious wine and said with a smile, "Mr. Hockley, do you really want to talk?"

Do you really want to say it?
Karl was asked this by He Xia for the second time, and he nodded with a smile: "Of course, I want to witness the miracle of magic, and I guess everyone wants to know too."

"You're angry."

He Xia said without hesitation.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Carl clearly smiled brightly, so why did he get angry?
Ruth's heart skipped a beat.

Without waiting for everyone to question, He Xia continued: "Mr. Hockley's eyebrows are drooping, his forehead is tightened, and the muscles around his eyelids and lips are very tense. These are expressions of anger, and they will not be affected by pulling a few muscles on his face to make a smile." Dissolve, I believe it must be Mr. Lovejoy's disappearance that makes you feel upset, and then the anger, isn't it?"

Carl felt a chill in his heart, no matter what method the other party used, he really expressed his emotions in his heart. Although the incentive was wrong, this was obviously a step left by the other party for him!
"Haha... Mr. Douglas, haha..."

Carl didn't deny it, just shook his head with a smile, because when he was about to deny it, his nose really itched, so he had to laugh again to resolve the embarrassment.

Karl's reaction directly proved He Xia's judgment, which made everyone's eyes shine.

"It's amazing..."

"This, this is simply a mysterious mind reading technique."

"It seems that I will study this knowledge well after I go back..."

"Mr. Douglas, your research on human expressions is really amazing. Can it be said that we have no secrets in front of you? Should this kind of science that can see through people's minds really exist?"

Mrs. Duke Conner asked solemnly.

"My dear, of course this should exist..."

Without waiting for He Xia to answer, Duke Connaught spoke first, saying: "Whenever a new science is born, there will always be people who stand up to oppose it, because people are naturally afraid of change. I think we must look at things from the perspective of development. , It is far wiser to accept new things than to reject new things.”

The Duke's words aroused deep thought and thought-provoking among the people present.

He Xia didn't raise his brows lightly, he didn't expect that Duke Conner's awareness was not low, and praised: "If everyone has the idea of ​​Duke Conner, I don't think it will be long before human beings can stand on the moon. "

"Oh my god, hahaha, it's too exaggerated to stand on the moon, let's talk about some practical issues, Mr. Douglas, I wonder if you teach academically?"

Duke Connaught asked directly.

He is very enlightened and avant-garde in thinking, but his acceptance of things that are completely beyond cognition is also average. Standing on the moon is simply a fantasy.

He Xia shook his head slightly, and said, "Knowing yourself and letting others understand requires completely different abilities. I am suitable for learning, but I don't know how to teach. To be precise, my teaching ability is extremely poor. I am really sorry."

"This is so regrettable, Mr. He. After I arrive in New York, I will go to a manor on Staten Island. If possible, I would like to invite Mr. Douglas and the scholar who cannot be named."

The Duke of Connaught sent an explicit invitation.

He Xia slandered in her heart: Ma De, what does it mean to integrate into the upper-class social circle? You have already become a guest of honor. Isn't that called integration?
With a smile on his face, he said, "The duke is so polite, I will definitely invite that friend to go with him."

Everyone understands the importance of microexpression psychology!

Once used flexibly, the secrets of emotions can be hidden, and subjective reasons can be deduced based on emotions, and the opponent will become a translucent person in his own eyes.

In addition to what Duke Connorf said just now, everyone became more determined to study, and offered olive branches to He Xia one after another.

This situation made Karl very uncomfortable. He was in a dilemma. As the son of a steel tycoon, he naturally understood how terrible the ability to read the other party's mind, but because of what happened to him, he couldn't face He Xia. send invitation.

Ruth behaved completely differently, with a faint light on her face, she looked at He Xia with admiring eyes, as if thinking, look, this is the man I brought here, how outstanding.

Mrs. Bucket's mentality has also undergone some changes. With her snobbish eyes, she can already see that He Xia is by no means as simple as it appears on the surface.

"Cough..." Thomas Andrews coughed. There was Mrs. Brown between him and He Xia. After the table became a little quieter, he got up and nodded to He Xia.

"Mr. Douglas, I face steel and pen and paper all year round. Psychology is not very important to me, but I really want to learn about hull structure and fluid dynamics. I hope to have a deep chat with you when I have time."

Everyone present was taken aback when they saw Thomas' actions.

Joseph Ismay, the person in charge of White Star Shipping, said in astonishment: "Thomas, what do you mean, Mr. Douglas not only has deep research on psychology, but also knows about shipbuilding?"

A person's energy is limited. If you are proficient in one aspect, you must be lacking in other aspects. It's not that no one can be proficient in everything...

"Do I want to witness the birth of another Leonardo da Vinci?"

The industrialist with a curled beard said exaggeratedly.

Due to the theft of the Mona Lisa ([-]), everyone couldn't help but think of the genius who was hundreds of years ago.

He Xia waved his hands a little embarrassedly, and said: "Mr. Andrews, there is no rush for shipbuilding. I have a very detailed manuscript in New York, which records a lot of experience about shipbuilding. It combines physics, Fluid mechanics and structural science, if you are interested, we can discuss together at that time."

This answer directly confirmed Joseph Ismay's question, and it went beyond the scope of shipbuilding!

Everyone's eyes on He Xia changed again.

Talent, this is definitely talent!

Such a person will be relegated to the third class?There must be untold stories.

You must know that Da Vinci was the guest of many royal families back then!
Even if the young man in front of him is inferior to Leonardo da Vinci back then, he is still a rare genius who needs to be wooed.

This is what people think.

"sure!"

Thomas was very excited and nodded repeatedly.

"Mr. Douglas, I'm really curious, how much knowledge is in your head, can you open my eyes?"

Duke Connaught raised his glass again.

He Xia raised his glass and took a sip, feeling a little depressed in his heart, and secretly said: Guangkai has a trick, and it doesn't count as joining the upper-class social circle. Quickly recognize my brother's identity, you guys!
Seeing that He Xia was silent for a while, Ruth opened her mouth to help smooth things over and said, "Mr. Douglas has already spent a lot of time on research in painting, physics, shipbuilding and psychology, so he should not have the energy to do other things."

"Why not? Didn't he save your life bravely?" Mrs. Brown added with a smile.

"That's right, we were amazed at Mr. Douglas's outstanding knowledge, and we should have left this virtue behind. It really shouldn't be..."

Everyone raised their glasses again.

He Xia took a sip and put down the wine glass and said with a smile: "The real situation is indeed as Miss Ruth said, time is my worst enemy. After studying the subjects mentioned just now, I still have to plan time to study biology." , aerodynamics, the internal combustion engine, shooting sports, astrology, and Eastern art of war."

Modesty is not needed most of the time.

When He Xia finished speaking, the dining table fell into silence again, but it was not absolutely quiet, there were a few sounds of putting down the cutlery and hitting the dishes.

The news was too shocking, I didn't feel like eating...

Ruth's face showed a fanciful expression, and she did not suspect that He Xia was exaggerating at all.

"I can't find any adjectives to describe how I feel right now..."

Duke Connaught wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then said: "Mr. Douglas, your knowledge is as profound as the ocean under your feet. I don't understand other aspects, but since you mentioned astrology, then... have you seen it?" Is it the future?"

Astrology is a type of divination, which is very popular no matter what culture you are in.

The Duke of Connery made friends with two professionals in divination-related fields, and he would refer to the opinions given to him by the fortune-teller when he was dealing with some major events.

Predicting the future is an everlasting hot topic, and everyone looked at He Xia expectantly.

"Have."

He Xia's face was indifferent, as if he had seen through everything.

Jingle.

"Feel sorry……"

The fork in Joseph's hand fell into the bone plate, and he apologized hastily.

"If possible, can you reveal a thing or two?"

Duke Connaught asked very sincerely.

He Xia took a deep breath, and said in an ethereal tone: "Since we are talking about this issue, I can simply say something, it is a discovery of mine, everyone just listen to it."

A mysterious atmosphere permeated the dining table, everyone was attracted and nodded unconsciously.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the entire banquet hall. The other tables were lively and laughing, but He Xia's table was quiet. A group of people focused on the man in the last seat, listening to stories like children.

"The pattern of the world will change dramatically!"

The words are not shocking, but He Xia's first sentence made all the big shots startled.

Oh, the world, the scope is so huge, the world structure has undergone tremendous changes, such news is simply suffocating.

If it weren't for He Xia's outstanding talent, many people would have scoffed, but at this moment they just want to listen carefully.

"In the past few months, I have been tracing the movement of the three stars, and finally got the result last night. According to the position of the last three stars, I deduce that the big disaster is coming, and the position is in Europe!"

The relaxed atmosphere completely dissipated, and the people at the table looked at each other in blank dismay. Except for Carl Hockley, the rest of the people present were based in Europe. Even the Hockley family had a large part of their business in Europe!

Big changes in Europe are important to everyone.

　The story on the Titanic is coming to an end.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)