[Titanic] I can't help myself

Numerous hands stretched out and lifted me and that boy up—these hands fumbled and pinched unceremoniously during this period, I thought my tun and thighs must have been bruised—they sang weird tunes Song, carried us towards the fountain in the middle of the giant courtyard.They yelled "one two three" and threw us into the air and into it.The moment I soared into the air, I heard a huge roar of laughter from the crowd.

The water in the fountain is pumped from the ground, and the weather in October has turned cooler, so the water in the pool is even colder. Being thrown into the water under these circumstances is simply torture.I floated up from the pool in a hurry, coughing so hard that I was choking, and weakly pawed at the edge of the fountain pool.The boy who was thrown into the pool with me had already crawled out. Seeing me floating up, he rushed over immediately, supported my sides with both hands, and lifted me out of the pool like a child.

The crowd of onlookers once again burst into whistles and cheers.

"Isn't the water cool, little boy!"

"You don't need to thank us for your warm hospitality. Swimming was not allowed here before!"

Seeing the crowd in front of me made me dizzy, and hearing the loud noise gave me a headache.I don't know whether I should go out at this moment, or stay where I am, and leave after these rogue seniors tease the juniors enough.

The boy kept holding me with one hand. "Thank you, I can do it myself." I said tremblingly, and he withdrew his hand. As a result, my legs became weak and I almost fell to the ground again.The boy quickly lifted me up and let me lean on him.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be the last." The big boy held my shoulder with one hand and wiped the water on his face with the other, apologizing incessantly , "I'm so sorry!"

"Okay, it's over! It's over! Everyone go back!" The students from the student union loudly drove the crowd away.Another three seniors rushed over to put thick woolen blankets on us.

"We have informed your servants that we have prepared bath water for you." The senior helped me to walk to the dormitory area, "If you want, we can send you to the school doctor."

"Thanks, I think I really need a doctor." I paused and touched my knee, which was still in pain. "I'm worried about my leg, it doesn't seem to move anymore."

The senior immediately sent someone to invite the doctor. The doctor was very fast, and he arrived before we arrived at the dormitory.After a careful inspection, he told me with a relaxed expression that my knee was not seriously injured, and it might be a little swollen in the next few days, but it was fine.He gave me some more medicine to rub on the scrapes and left.

"You have to attend the opening dinner tonight." The senior said, "If the pain is still severe, let the culprit help you first."

"My honor." The tall boy replied immediately.He didn't even have time to take a shower, and hurried over after changing his soaked clothes.

"Thank you very much." I nodded politely, "Please forgive me for not being able to continue to entertain everyone, I think if I don't take a hot bath again, I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold."

I have become very chilled from the aftereffects of last year's shipwreck.This afternoon, I soaked in a hot bath for two hours, and finally George tucked me into a bed filled with a hot water bottle.It took a long time to lie down again before recovering.I miss Carl so much at the moment, he always has a way to warm me up quickly.

The Commencement Dinner will be held at 10:[-]pm sharp in the College Hall and we will be dressed in formal attire with black school gowns over the top.The process of the opening dinner will only be more rigorous than other formal dinners, and the process is the same. We need to wait for the start of the dinner in the waiting room next to the auditorium a few minutes in advance.

I had just finished dressing with George's help when I heard a knock at the door.I opened the door and saw that it was the tall boy who carried me across the finish line at noon.He blocked my doorway like a hill, and I had to look up to see his face.

"Hello...I'm here to pick you up..." His face slowly turned red, "Is your leg better?"

"It's much better, and it doesn't affect normal walking at all." I smiled and said, "Please come in, I'm still changing clothes."

He walked in cautiously, sat down on the sofa, and waited for me to put on the rest of my clothes.

"I haven't had time to introduce you formally." I stretched out my hand to him, "I am Henry DeWitt Bukett, the current Earl of Richardmond, you can call me Henry. I major in engineering."

He held my hand carefully: "I am Dan Felton, the second son of Earl Holt, you can call me Dan. I study literature. Well, Henry, uh, your legs are really much better huh? Don't push yourself too hard."

"It's really good." I asked George to put on my school robe while talking to him, "Speaking of which, Dan, how can a boy with a strong physique like you fall behind me at noon?"

Dan blushed even more. "I... I fell at the very beginning and threw my shoe out..."

I blocked my smile with my hand, "That's really unfortunate."

"I'm so sorry." He apologized again, "At that time, all I could think about was to run faster, and it caused you to be the last one."

"It's okay, after all, I'm not the only one in the last place." I waved my hand, "I really admire you for being willing to come back and stop me. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. You are such a gentleman. "

Dan pulled his collar nervously, "This is what I should... Also, Henry, please let me pay for your part of the freshman's wine, I really want to do something for you, Soothe your conscience."

I thought about it, and finally decided to accept his proposal. He seemed very sincere, and it might make him feel bad to refuse blindly.

"Then thank you." I smiled, "I've got dressed, let's go."

Before the dinner started, all the people gathered in the waiting room and introduced each other in a personable manner.The wildness of the seniors at noon seemed to be suppressed by the gowns and school robes on their bodies, making them look elegant and friendly.

Cambridge implements a tutor system. A tutor will lead about six or seven students. From the beginning of school, each student will directly receive personal guidance from a tutor designated by the school, including at least one conversation per week and inspection of learning tasks. and layout.Whether it is a problem in study or life, students can ask their tutors to help them solve it.

Before enrolling, I asked someone to find out the names of the tutors assigned to me and the students who were tutors with me.Among them is a classmate named John Gray, whose father is Sir Alton Gray, and we just met a few times in this year's social season.He was studying engineering with me at Trinity College, and the dormitory was right next door to mine.

"Henry." He held my hand enthusiastically, "I wanted to go with you just now, but I asked my valet to check if you were still there, but you were still with this strong man just now. Chat with the gentlemen, and after I change the cufflinks, you will disappear."

I introduced Dan to him, and without a word between us, the dinner began.Everyone immediately entered the auditorium quietly and orderly.

The auditorium is a Gothic building, with prominent predecessors of Trinity College hanging on the high walls on both sides.The long dining table for students surrounds the hall, on which are neatly placed silver candlesticks, dinner plates and crystal goblets, dotted with flowers.Under the long table is a heavy solid wooden bench, which can hardly be moved.The dean took all the professors to sit on the high platform at the front of the auditorium.

After everyone sat down quietly and orderly, the dean stood up and began to lead us to pray before dinner in Latin.I guess the dean must have practiced bel canto, his voice is low and steady, echoing in the empty hall, it sounds like a kind of enjoyment.

My Latin learning started when I was three years old. Until I went to Eton, I had to review it again and again under the strict education of my tutor almost every day. It can be regarded as my second mother tongue. Therefore, the dean’s Latin Writing prayers is not difficult for me.After the last "Amen", the prayer ends and a bell rings, officially beginning the dinner.

With the teachers present, the dinner was extraordinarily solemn and elegant, and there were strangers around, and everyone was cautiously testing each other.Here, family background is very important, which in part determines your popularity at the beginning of the term.

At the same time, which secondary school you graduated from is also very important.Graduates from different middle schools tacitly form their own faction, are not compatible, and sometimes even fight against each other faintly.I used to study at Eton, but in the end I returned home to receive family education. I felt a bit unflattering on both sides. Fortunately, I have a knighthood, and Dan and John are also graduates of Eton, so I ended up with something inexplicable. Belonged to the Eaton faction.

I had to put on a smile that was neither overly enthusiastic nor cold, and my face stiffened throughout the dinner.By the time the dinner was over, I felt as tired as I had been to ten all-night dance parties.

So, my college life started again.

Compared with the undisciplined and relaxed life of the previous life, the life in Cambridge made me almost exhausted and crazy. Every week, my tutor assigned me a lot of reading tasks. His simple calculation of the internal force of my hyperstatic structure very interested.So my book list has many more books that exceed my course tasks.He had high hopes for me, and expressed his wish for me to be a postgraduate student on many occasions.

The author has something to say: It is said that these two days are the Qixi Festival?

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