[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

After mourning, I got up neatly from the ground and immediately got out of that dance atmosphere.When I first composed this dance, it was inspired by my visit to the War Museum.It took me two months to complete this choreography after I came back. The war takes away the man I love, and the dance of the woman's desperate memories.Dancing is the same as acting. When I entered the play, I had the state of mind of the woman who lost her partner.If you cannot deeply understand this feeling, it will be difficult to express it with actions.

I think this work is not bad, and the response it has received is also very sensational. It can be regarded as one of the masterpieces.It's a pity that the current body control ability and balance ability can't be compared with before. When dancing this dance with this body, it is similar to radio gymnastics.

He patted the skirt vigorously with both hands to remove all the dirt on it.Then I opened my hands and stretched my waist. I squinted my eyes and yawned. I was tired and relaxed after doing dance radio gymnastics.Then he walked to the old car with bare feet, opened the door and planned to spend the night in it.This body's physical strength is not good enough, and I can't survive the tossing and staying up late today.

He stretched out his hand to open the car door, and was about to step up with one foot when he suddenly felt something was wrong.I was stunned, and then I barely remembered that when I walked over just now, I seemed to see something that didn't belong to this place, and I ignored it.

I started to think about it, but I couldn't think of a reason, and then I looked around carefully. The cargo hold full of cargo boxes was quiet, and there was nothing but the muffled sound.It seems that I am too excited, how can I feel that someone is looking at me?

I looked back, lowered my head and was about to get into the car, but found that the car shook slightly, which was not caused by the boat running.If I realized something, I finally remembered to look up, and then I saw a fine net descending from the sky, enveloping me head and face.

I... fuck you, uncle!

With almost no time to struggle, I heard someone jumping heavily from the roof of the car, and then stepped on the opening of the net and dragged me down. I was tripped by this drag force, and I was tied up by the net without any room for self-rescue .

I lay on my stomach in the net, opened my eyes and looked out through the mesh. First I saw a pair of shiny leather shoes, trousers with some gray stains, then a man's suit, and above the neck, the cold face of an old poodle The face appeared.He stepped on the net and looked at me indifferently, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Hockley, I found her. Do we want to hand her over to the crew to deal with?"

As soon as his voice fell, I saw Carl barely stand upright and limped out from behind the car.He frowned, his lips were pursed upwards, and most of his hair fell from the back of his head to the side of his face.He waved his hand vigorously at Lovejoy, and looked around with a look of distaste, then he walked to the side of the car, looked down at me, and he snorted coldly. "Miss Emily? Or that bloody third-class thief? What are you doing now, dancing with your bare legs? You... you're just, just..."

For a long time, I was almost disappointed by his lack of language skills.

"It's just a witch, yes, a witch." Carl finally found a word to describe the hateful person, and he cursed angrily. Because he swung his hand too hard and touched a wound somewhere on his body, he gasped and stretched out his hand to cover it. Hold your stomach, and put your other hand on the car door.Just like that, he said proudly: "I let you run, and soon everyone will know clearly that you are a low-class thief who doesn't even have a boat ticket, a damn thief."

I must have a grudge against Cal Hockley, who can still abandon the dignity of a gentleman and go to the cargo hold to catch thieves?Even the pickets haven't found me yet, how did he know I'm here?

"Sir, I think there is some misunderstanding between us." I lay down on the net, showing a friendly smile.It seems that he wanted to kill me, so he didn't hand me over to the staff on the ship because he wanted the old poodle to strangle me to death and throw my body into the sea.

"Misunderstanding?" Carl was choked by me and his hands were trembling. Then he smiled angrily, with the corners of his lips twisted ferociously to both sides of his cheeks. "What misunderstanding, why did I misunderstand you? You... made me like this." He said while clutching his stomach excitedly, gasping for breath during the period, and continued in a tone-changing voice: "You stole my Watch, use my bathroom, my fiancée's dress is still on you."

When I changed clothes in that upper class room, I left my dirty clothes and those dollar tickets there, and it was not surprising that he knew that I was the one who took away his watch.

"Then I'll take off your clothes and return them to you." There was no way to return the watch, and the bathroom was just the rental fee for the dollars he tipped. I heard that the swimming pool on the Titanic cost 25 cents a time.The rest of the butterfly clips were returned, I don't believe the ship's assembly engineer would have snatched that woman's clip.The only thing I have on me is this skirt that hasn't been taken off, so I don't think the original owner would wear it without washing it twice.

"Take off...Take it off?" He seemed to hear something terrible and unbelievable, and he was almost unable to support his precarious body while holding on to the car door with one hand.

"It's okay, it's not like you haven't seen my body." While moving my body calmly, I continued to chat with him to delay time with a smile on my face.It's a pity that the net is too tight, and Lovejoy's old zombie face doesn't give me a chance to struggle at all. Even if I chat with Cal Hockley here all night, as long as there is no order from his employer, don't think about him Let your guard down.

When I met an expert, I continued to lie on the ground weakly and annoyed.

"That was an accident?" Carl said aloud, rolling his eyes around unnaturally, worried that someone might overhear our conversation, and then gave Lovejoy a savage look.

"I didn't see anything..." The old poodle said slowly with a cold face, "I didn't hear anything either."

Embarrassed for rape.

I sighed helplessly. If I had another chance, don't think I'd go to Southampton, let alone get on this damn ship.The time is getting closer and closer to tomorrow's stop, and I am the spider with stumps trapped in the web.

"Well, how do you know my name? It's impossible for me to know you." Carl lowered his eyebrows in doubt. He felt that it was abnormal for me to know his name.

"Carl." I called him casually, before I could find a reason to prevaricate.

Cal Hockley was already irritated, he yelled fiercely: "Shut up, don't call me that, if you call me by my name again, you will be thrown into the sea."

what sound?I have this sound now, but is it the same as stepping on a mouse?

"I heard your name being called, so I know your name." There are so many reasons for this. Can I still say that you are a hideous male supporting role in a great movie?By the way, you were dumped by your fiancée, which is really gratifying.

"Lie, you seem to be a born liar, don't think I will believe anything you say." Carl looked very anxious, he changed his hand to support the car door, and the remaining hand was very nervous. Supporting his waist unnaturally, the whole person leaned against the car.

I don’t believe you still ask, I’ll shut up, there’s no good way to get out of the net for the time being, so I can only wait and see what happens.I really don't believe that they dare to kill and destroy corpses, and they didn't really meet the underworld. I recalled the plot in the movie. Cal Hockley's family sold steel, and most of the steel for this ship was provided by his family. .So, as a businessman with money in his pocket, he worked hard to earn his reputation if he didn't lack money to spend. If someone saw him treating a lady like this, he would definitely jump into the Atlantic Ocean and couldn't tell.

The old poodle was far more sensible than his employer, and he was quick to notice what I was thinking.He naturally smoothed the suit jacket with his hand, smoothed the folds that jumped off the roof just now, and then turned to Carl and said, "Sir, I think the personnel inspecting the warehouse will be coming soon, we shouldn't wait any longer." Here. How does she handle it?"

"How to deal with it, I want her to apologize to me in the lobby of the upper class cabin, and admit that she is a thief without a ticket. Everything she says is slandering me. I want her to go to jail, forever." Karl pointed at me indignantly, and immediately put his hand on his waist again after pointing.

For some reason, I could hear the grievance in his angry voice.But just kicking you and kissing you, sending me to jail forever, is vicious.No wonder the heroine doesn't want you, you deserve to wear a cuckold.

Lovejoy looked at me, looked at me silently for a few seconds with a strange look of cutting human bread, then he let go of the net, knelt down and said to me: "I think you know what we want you to do , now I will let go of this net, and you will run away in panic like a little mouse in the underground ditch. But I advise you better not to do that, I have caught many prisoners, they could have started He went to jail happily, but he died under our pursuit because he escaped."

While talking, he reached out his hand from his suit jacket casually, pulled out the pistol in the holster, pointed at my head and said calmly: "Okay, you can climb out, and then go to the upper floor with us, and announce your crimes." You don't have to go to jail forever, but you have to restore Mr. Hockley's reputation. I have seen a lot of people like you, cunning, unscrupulous, and even cruel. Even if you can run away now, next time you will steal because of other Sentenced to jail."

He really regarded me as a gangster. I lay on my stomach and looked up at the gloomy muzzle of the gun, narrowed my eyes slightly, and lifted the net with my fingers nervously.Slowly, he stood up under his gun, barely daring to move.

"Now, turn around, and I'll follow you," Lovejoy ordered me with the stern order of a ruthless executioner.

I looked at him, took a few steps back, and slightly turned my back to the gun.Just seeing Carl staring at us, seeming more nervous than me, he suddenly recovered from the tense atmosphere, and said a little strangely: "You don't need a gun, Lovejoy. "

"Sir, she is very good at running away. If she is not handed over to the chief inspector, she can escape easily by me alone. She can dance, so she is dexterous." Lovejoy explained to him humbly, a One eye watched Karl politely, the other watched my every move with indifference.

"Is that dancing? It's witchcraft, demagogy. Let her put on her shoes and show her feet." Carl suddenly stared at my feet and said hurriedly, as if he was allergic to other people's feet.

I looked down at my feet, curled my toes flexibly a few times, and really wanted to do some kicking exercises.

"Miss, please put on your shoes." The old poodle moved the gun in his hand, vividly expressing the ugly face of the capitalist's accomplice.

I really don't want to stuff my feet into those unsuitable shoes, but unfortunately I have no choice now, so I have to obediently walk to the shoes, stretch my feet and put them on again.