[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

The Hyder Park Garden Party was very lively that day. It was still dark in London at six in the afternoon, and bustling people crowded into the park.Across the manicured shrubs at the gate of the park, a trail appears in front of people.

At the end of the trail was the beginning of the garden party. A man with bare arms was holding a torch, spraying it from time to time, and the flame on the torch shot up.

Joanna, who was crowded in the crowd, grabbed Cynthia's arm and kept shaking it, "It's amazing, did you see it?"

Cynthia smiled with her, her blue eyes curved against the flames.The four girls stood together, each with their own style, and it was hard for other people in the park not to look at them.

Fisher, who has always been the head of the family, reminded Joanna not to get too excited. This is still the beginning.Don't get too excited and get separated from them later.

Then Fisher took Winona's hand and teased, "The most beautiful girl should not be lost."

The rest of the people laughed, and Winona blushed, even she would be shy with such a straightforward compliment.Winona pretended to hit Fish Hill, telling her not to speak like Joanna.

Several people continued to walk forward, and there were more performers in the park, female singers singing high notes, various juggling and competitions.

Joanna played with the ring with great interest, and finally caught a small porcelain doll. It was an ordinary little toy without being exquisite, but it made her very happy.

Not only did she play by herself, but she also encouraged others to try it too.Reluctantly, except for Cynthia who threw a few laps to coax her to be happy, no one else was interested in this, and obviously they would not catch anything.

Not far from the ring stall, several men were fighting for wine, and a circle of people were clapping and booing.The loud voice attracted Joanna, who was addicted to the hoop, and she pulled Cynthia over there.

I don't know if it was a gimmick of the surrounding taverns or what, but there were several large wine barrels on the ground, and the hoops on them were as thick as Cynthia's arms.

When Cynthia took a closer look at the person who was drinking happily standing in the middle, she was also an acquaintance. When she entered the park, she wondered if she would meet him.

It seems that Jack will never miss this excitement, isn't it that cups of beer are pouring into his stomach?

A newcomer asked the person next to him: "Which cup is this?"

"The one in the middle drank five cups."

As soon as these words were said, there was a sound of gasping. The glass was not an ordinary glass, and an ordinary bottle of beer was only two-thirds full.The young man in the middle looks young, can he drink like this?

Even Joanna was amazed, and Cynthia looked at Jack in surprise, not expecting him to be so powerful.

This competition seems to be about speed. Ten glasses of beer are placed in front of you, and whoever drinks it first wins.It's not too late to watch the excitement, you must watch it, Joanna and the others stayed.

It was obvious that Jack was ahead of the others on the field. He was so fast that the cup he raised was empty in a blink of an eye.Some of the contestants next to him coughed and choked while drinking, and some couldn't drink anymore. The audience all cheered for Jack.

When he finished his last sip of wine and put the glass on the table with a "bang".Cheers burst out from around, and Cynthia also applauded along with others.

The ten glasses of beer didn't seem to make Jack drunk. He was sober to claim the bonus, and then walked to the friend next to him.

He threw the money in his hand one after another, looking very young, as if he was discussing with the people next to him where he would go to play later.

When Jack was turning around, he saw Cynthia. He raised his right eyebrow, raised his hand and waved at her.Then he squeezed towards them with the people next to him. Jack made such a big move that Cynthia naturally saw it.

"What a coincidence, are you coming to play too?"

Cynthia looked at Jack's state, and after seeing that he was really not drunk, she said, "Yes, they are all my classmates. I thought that if I met you, I would ask the great painter to draw a picture for me, but I didn't expect you to Compete with others for drinking. I'm afraid I can't even hold my paintbrush after drinking ten cups."

Of course Jack would not admit that he couldn't hold his paintbrush steadily. He said very boldly that he could still paint after drinking a barrel of wine.

While they were talking, Fabrizio never took his eyes off Winona.When Joanna saw it, she couldn't help shaking her head, another young man was so caught up in Winona's beauty that he couldn't extricate himself.

Fabrizio felt that he was falling in love. In order not to leave the goddess, he pretended to be very natural and suggested: "You are all girls and it will not be safe when the time is late, why don't we go together?"

The corner of Joanna's mouth twitched, boy, your purpose is so obvious.When are we all blind?And at this time of year in London, the sky is always bright even at ten o'clock in the evening.

But the last four didn't reject them. If the crowd in the park really gets chaotic, there is a certain danger.What kind of thieves, there are many people who steal money secretly.

With the addition of strangers, Joanna seemed to become a lady all of a sudden.I stopped talking loudly, and I had to make do with the excitement.

When I walked to the most central part of the park, there was an open space. When I was wondering what to do with such a large space, the band next to it played music.

The people who were standing on both sides suddenly carried each other into the open space and danced lightly, and the open space became an open-air dance floor.

Fabrizio watched couple after couple of men and women walk into the dance floor, and he finally plucked up the courage to extend his hand to Winona.Winona thought it was a bit too much to refuse just a dance, so she hesitated and put her hand on it.

Of course Jack invited the familiar Cynthia, and the other two were soon invited by others.

Proms here are less formal and less casual.The one who spins past you may be the peddler just now, or the daughter of a newly promoted rich man. No matter what your status is, everyone is integrated at this moment.

Cynthia, who had just turned around Jack, seemed to see her "old friend" Hurley. The man beside her was facing away from her, so Cynthia couldn't see his face.

Cynthia looked away and wondered which "lucky guy" was with Miss Hurley today.

"You don't look very focused, am I a bad dancer?"

"No, I just saw an acquaintance. Sorry I lost my mind."

Jack said that there is no need to apologize, "The Mr. Holmes we met last time, is he really the detective in the newspaper?"

The name is the same, but Mr. Sherlock Holmes has not appeared in the newspapers, so outsiders have never stopped guessing about him.Some say he is majestic and serious, some say he is majestic, some say he is amiable, there are many different opinions.

"You are not mistaken, he is the Mr. Detective."

"Then the stories in the newspaper are all true? It's not fiction. He really solved so many cases?"

Cynthia understood Jack's current state. The people who were originally on paper suddenly appeared in life, and excitement was inevitable.

Before she could say a few words, Cynthia noticed that Hurley's state was not right from the corner of her eye.Hurley's head slowly drooped over her partner's body, more like unconsciousness than lover's intimacy.

Cynthia's expression was serious, and she took out the hand that was placed in Jack's palm.

"My classmate doesn't seem to be feeling well, I'll go and see."

Hurley's partner seemed to say something to the surroundings, and supported her as if she was about to leave.Cynthia didn't delay, she turned her head to look at their positions, and walked quickly to the edge of the dance floor.

Cynthia's position was almost in the middle of the dance floor just now, and it took her a while to walk through couples immersed in music and dancing.When she came out, the two people in front had already walked a long way.

"Hurley! Hurley!"

Cynthia's voice was drowned in the music, and she chased after her before she could speak to the others.It was Jack who followed her all the way, and he was no longer surprised by Cynthia's ability to cause trouble.

Fortunately, because the man had to support a unconscious person, his pace was also slowed down.

Cynthia chased after them for 200 meters and stopped the two of them. Before she had time to look at the man, she checked Hurley's status first.

Hurley tilted her head and leaned on the man's shoulder, her hair hanging down to cover half of her face.Cynthia sniffed her and patted her cheek unceremoniously.

"Hulley Martin, wake up, who did you come with?"

Her movements are really not affectionate, this is not nonsense, a light pat can wake up a comatose person.The person supporting Hurley quit and waved Cynthia's hand away.

"Who are you? What are you rushing out of nowhere to do?"

Although the man had concealed his voice, Cynthia still heard a trace of familiarity.Only then did she look up at the man, with clean blond hair and a face that Cynthia was not familiar with.

Could it be that she heard wrong?Cynthia was puzzled for a moment, "This is Miss Hurley Martin, a first-year student at the University of London School of Medicine, and I am her classmate. Excuse me, sir, are you the one who came with her? Can you explain her to me?" What is the current state?"

As the conversation progressed, Cynthia became more aggressive: "Don't explain it by being drunk. I can still tell the difference between the state of drunkenness and the intoxication caused by inhaling drugs."

The transformed Holmes knew that if he did not reveal his identity at this time, this Miss Crawley would definitely send him to Scotland Yard today.

Sherlock lowered his voice and returned to his original voice, "It's me, Holmes. This lady has just been tricked, and I wanted to take her to a safe place. Since you know each other, I'll leave it to you. The prisoner must still be watching here. Now you pretend to have seen me through, and just take her away in a panic."

Jack, who followed, looked at the opposite person in disbelief. He remembered that Mr. Holmes's face was not like this.Could this be the face-changing technique in that magical country?

The author has something to say: Thank you for the grenade of the Lion of Winterfell, surprise!This is the first time I have received a grenade, here is a stupid author who has never seen the world