Cannon Fodder's Struggle History

Rose's mother, Mrs. Bukett, didn't like this young man when she first saw Jack. She looked at Jack like she was looking at a bedbug. She wished that Rose would stay away from Jack, or trample the bedbug to death. .

The "upstart" Mrs. Brown, who walked to the deck together, has a good impression of Jack. She knows that these ladies who claim to be high society look down on her, but so what, she can still live in the upper cabin of the Titanic, It was still her own money.

"Nice to meet, Mr. Jack." Mrs. Bucket greeted lukewarmly. When she saw Jack's dirty pants, a trace of contempt and disgust slipped in her eyes.Oh god, the corners of his mouth are drool, it's disgusting.

Jack could see Mrs. Bucket's dislike and displeasure towards him. He had seen such eyes many times. He only wiped the corners of his mouth indifferently under Mrs. Brown's reminder.

This action caused the displeasure of the other noble ladies.Rose had already discovered her mother's dislike for Jack, she fell silent when she saw her mother, and was a little at a loss for such a scene.Rose, who seldom disobeyed her mother, had no choice but to give Jack an apologetic look.

At this time, the loud and clear horn sounded from the ship, echoing in the sky, making people feel very excited.

"It turned out to be a trumpet to announce the start of dinner. It's almost like making people charge forward." Mrs. Brown's brisk tone provided a topic for the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

"Excuse me, I have to go back and change!" Rose didn't like her mother's tone at all, and even hated the eyes of these noble ladies, so she found an excuse to leave in a hurry.Likewise, she did not forget to remind Jack of the dinner invitation: "Jack, see you at dinner!"

Blinking her eyes playfully, Rose lifted her skirt and left elegantly, never thinking that her new friend Jack was just a poor man who didn't have a dress for the banquet.It never occurred to him that such a third-class passenger would be ridiculed when he went to a banquet in the upper class.

"Young man, are you going to the banquet like this?" Mrs. Brown sympathized with Jack. She was also a commoner and didn't want to see him make a fool of himself.

Jack fell silent, and spread his hands helplessly. Only then did he think of his friend.

Where did Fabrizio go?Jack is immediately struck by the fact that he has left his friends behind when he meets Rose.

He was really ashamed. Thinking of this, a pair of eyes kept searching the deck, trying to find his dear friend.

Perhaps, Fabrizio returned to the cabin.Jack thought uncertainly, in fact, it would be good if he didn't attend the banquet, but he was really not suitable for Fabrizio in the face of those high-ranking people who put on airs.His friends should have fun with a few caring partners instead of being ridiculed by those people.

"Come with me, young man." Mrs. Brown decided to lend a hand to Jack, remembering that her son was about the same size as the young man.

"Thank you, ma'am." Jack followed Mrs. Brown into the cabin, and changed into a snow-white shirt with a stiff collar and a long black evening dress.

In another luxurious cabin, Fabrizio was curiously sitting on the extremely soft sofa, watching Karl directing the servants and finding out several sets of dresses.

"Spicer, I remember that there is a pure white dress? Find it." Carl threw down a black tuxedo in his hand, frowned and ordered loudly.

"Carl, you look like you can't wait to meet your sweetheart." Fabrizio crossed his legs casually and laughed.

"Big boy, I'm looking for an evening dress for you now." Carl walked over angrily, and rubbed Fabrizio's black hair fiercely. The extremely smooth hair slipped through his fingers, with a refreshing smell the taste of.

The social life of the upper class is like a snake den. Karl is no longer in the mood to watch a good show, but is worried that Fabrizio will be ridiculed by those people.

"Well, I apologize to the respected Mr. Carl for my misunderstanding." Fabrizio was a little helpless to save his hair from Carl's hands. He hadn't cut his hair for a long time, and it fell to his shoulders, like a woman. child.

Spicer came in with a set of snow-white dresses in his hand, and Carl raised his chin to signal Fabrizio to change into it.

"Okay." Fabrizio entered the dressing room with the gown.

Carl didn't seem to care about waiting, but the frequency of looking at the dressing room revealed his impatience. His clothes were too big for Fabrizio, if he didn't remember that there was another set he had ordered for his younger brother His gown was put in the suitcase, so his big boy could only wear his gown.

With a "click", the carved wooden door of the dressing room opened, and Fabrizio came out wearing that snow-white dress.

Carl's heartbeat stopped suddenly. The boy in front of him was wearing a very simple evening dress without extra lace or decorations. However, even the most demanding etiquette teacher couldn't fault this outfit.

His black hair was combed casually to the back of his head, and a strand of hair fell down, adding to his lively atmosphere. His black eyes were smiling, and his back was straight, forming a wonderful curve from his neck to his slender waist.

The whole person is like a little prince walking out of an oil painting, with his own unique nobility and elegance.

He regretted it.

Carl stared at Fabrizio for a moment, feeling annoyed and lost in his heart. His big boy was so radiant, he just wanted to hide him so that only he could see it.

At this time, he suddenly understood why the evil dragon wanted to hide the princess in his castle, because at this moment, he also had the same desire for monopoly.

Hiding the remorse in his heart, Carl stretched out his hand to Fabrizio, smiling: "Dear boy, punctuality is what every gentleman should do. It's time for us to set off to the banquet hall."

"Carl, can you lend me a dress?" After hesitating for a moment, Fabrizio still asked a little presumptuously.

Jack is also going to attend this banquet, but he doesn't remember whether Jack has a dress, so it's safe to borrow one from Carl.

The smile on his face froze, a trace of jealousy towards Jack rose in Carl's heart, he took a deep look at Fabrizio, and then said nonchalantly, "Of course it's okay, Spicer, bring me a suit. "

The two came to the banquet hall of the upper class cabin. There were two well-dressed attendants standing at the door. Fabrizio looked around and said to Carl apologetically, "Carl, I want to wait for Jack."

Carlton was furious and frowned slightly, but he didn't want to make things difficult for the big boy he was looking at, and reluctantly agreed: "Well, my big boy, as a friend, will naturally accompany you to wait for that heroic Jack."

Spicer, holding the tuxedo in his hand, remained silent decisively. He found that as long as his master faced Mr. Fabrizio, it would be an endless retreat.He really wanted to tell Karl that he looked like a male peacock who had failed to compete for a mate, and he was the kind who was furious.Oh, master, I am so aggrieved.

Alas, Fabrizio couldn't help but be a little speechless when he heard Carl's sarcasm. It must be extremely jealous to meet a rival in love.

Mrs. Brown walked over holding Jack's hand, just in time to meet Carl.

Carl looked up and down at the brand-new Jack. He was obviously very handsome, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth immediately.

"Mr. Jack, it seems that the dress that Fabrizio prepared for you is no longer needed." Carl said with pretended regret, and Karl obviously meant something.

Not to mention that Carl is unhappy, Jack also feels uncomfortable, especially seeing Fabrizio in a snow-white dress standing with Carl in a black dress, it feels like how close they are, obviously Fabrizio Chio is his friend.

"Obviously, Mr. Carl, because of Mrs. Brown's generous help. After all, I was invited to the banquet by you. I can't be rude, can I?" Jack thought that Carl must have deceived Fabrizio by dishonorable means, and he was not to be outdone. fought back.

"It's time, gentlemen." Fabrizio tried his best to smooth things over, and gently tugged on Karl's sleeve.

This intimate and cute little gesture immediately made Carl smile, while Jack's face was completely darkened, and he looked at Fabrizio angrily, how could his friend defend Carl.

He didn't know the reason for the disappointment, sadness and anxiety in his heart, he just felt that Fabrizio had betrayed him.