The Greatest Showman

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Viscount John de Bioford is out again.

But this time, Renly didn't give him a chance to attack. He took the lead in turning his head to cast his gaze, and his calm and candid gaze cast a straight line.

In an instant, Viscount Bioford's words choked in his throat. The thrill and adoration he had just experienced were still vivid in his mind. Those sentences sang loudly like heavy hammers, showing the purity and translucency of the soul, but The soul of the bystander began to tremble, so that no sound could be made now.

Before he realized it, the lowliness in his heart had begun to breed wantonly.

Renly is not Viscount Bioford, he didn't swear, he didn't swear, he didn't tear his face, he still maintained the elegance and etiquette of a gentleman, the inherent dignity and calmness, as if he was really interpreting With the profound meaning of the nobility——

It is not the condescension brought by the sense of class superiority, the superiority brought by the verbal condemnation, nor the self-righteousness brought by the dignity of the status, but the literacy and precipitation radiated from the inside out, which does not need to be obtained by attacking others. A sense of superiority does not require despising others to gain satisfaction, nor does it need to belittle others to gain dignity.

This is innate. Inviolable and unshakable.

"Sir." Renly nodded with a smile, his slightly hoarse voice still had the traces of the singing just now, but his emotions and tone had calmed down, "You know, there are many, many people in this world who have spent their entire lives in poverty. They dare not admit themselves or look directly at themselves. They live forever in the dark, speculating about others and judging them with humble and dirty eyes. But they can never walk under the sun. Because they are not worth it ."

Those plain and straightforward words carried a powerful force that completely destroyed all of Viscount Bioford's dignity and persistence. His anger, his hatred, and his disgust were all pressed firmly in his chest, but he couldn't. After venting, the whole person began to shiver, and even the lips were trembling slightly. But there was no sound at all.

"Fortunately, I'm not one of them." Renly's words fell lightly like feathers;

Then, Renly nodded politely at the Earl of Oxford, Princess Beatrice, and George and Elizabeth, without any pause, and strode forward again.

Involuntarily, the crowd slowly gave way, watching Ren Li's figure as they walked away. It was just an ordinary road, but at this time, it was like a red carpet was laid out, slowly extending under Renly's feet, those hot and excited eyes all fell on Renly, reluctant to part. , cannot be removed.

Standing in place, George and Elizabeth finally could no longer maintain their calm masks, and their faces began to turn pale because they were too angry.

Is that all there is to it?

Renly just ignored them and walked away. No swearing, no accusations, no threats, no demonstrations, not even talk and dialogue, all the things they feared did not happen.

But precisely because it didn't happen, that kind of indifference and alienation, that kind of contempt and indifference, was the most ruthless, as if they were transparent people who didn't exist at all, or insignificant strangers.

The words just now, on the surface, were aimed at Viscount Bioford, but in reality, like thousands of arrows, they were stabbed at George and Elizabeth. The ridicule and ridicule unleashed inside and out, mercilessly nailed George and Elizabeth to the pillar of shame.

Both George and Elizabeth could clearly feel that the eyes of all the guests in the audience were projected, ridiculing, ridiculing, contemptuous, critical and denying, stripping off all their shields and protections little by little. It was thrown into the cage of the circus and became the object of everyone's scrutiny and appreciation.

This is the real humiliation.

No need for slaps, no words, or even eyes, they were caught on the fire and roasted, and they were completely unable to resist, not even struggling, any rash action only made them more embarrassed and miserable .

One hit kills.

It was their first head-to-head encounter, and they fell flat. So what's next? What should I do next?

There is a mess in their brains now, they need to be calm and calm and clear their minds. Years of aristocratic heritage still maintained the integrity of the mask, even if this mask has been fragmented, but at least it has not completely collapsed in public, and it is shameful.

Elizabeth turned slightly to the side, nodded politely to Viscount Bioford and Earl of Oxford, and then turned to leave. If it is normal, even if she is retreating, she needs to be in a hurry, and then chat with other guests around to show her calmness, but today there is no way, every second she stays in the banquet hall. It was a torment, and she had to leave immediately. immediately!

George's footsteps were even quicker than Elizabeth's.

George, who was usually more calm, was actually more impatient in his bones.

Today, it was George's hand to invite Viscount Bioford, but he shot himself in the foot unexpectedly. Now George's inner anger has reached the limit, and Elizabeth standing next to him can feel the tension. A precarious force.

Despite the constant attempts to suppress, George's pace is still

It was getting bigger and bigger, and after leaving the banquet hall, he took steps towards the small garden on the side.

The quiet and peaceful scenery slowly spread out in the bright white moon. The inaccessible tranquility formed a sharp contrast with the stormy waves behind. The icy moonlight and the biting cold wind rushed towards the face, one after another shivering. Invasion comes, and then all sanity and control bursts.

"How dare he!" George was already furious, and his voice began to tremble slightly, "He! How dare!"

Grinning his teeth word by word, pacing back and forth, "He's crazy, he's absolutely crazy! Doesn't he know the consequences of doing this? He completely ruined the Hall family's reputation and glory. He has completely destroyed our connections and livelihoods! He has also completely destroyed our position and future in London!"

"He's a lunatic, he's a lunatic! I'm going to announce that he will be expelled from the Hall family! Get him out! Get out!" George roared and roared, bloodshot eyes looking red and twisted , "I will kill him, merciful Jesus Christ, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Incoherent for being too excited. George didn't even know what he was talking about, he just jumped out unconsciously, sentence after sentence.

"Is it too late to start now?" An indifferent voice came from the side, not Elizabeth.

George and Elizabeth's throats were choked like this, and their muscles were tense to the extreme. They looked around, but couldn't find any figures. Just when they began to think that this was a supernatural event, the voice rang again, "What he destroyed, was the reputation of the Hall family or yours?"

This time, they found the source of the sound.

Actually upstairs.

Looking up, you can see the balcony diagonally above to the right. Elf Hall, wearing a pearl white evening dress, leaned against the railing, with a glass of champagne slowly falling in front of her, her expression was calm Serene, as if this were a beautiful and peaceful ordinary night.

"Alf!" Elizabeth reprimanded in a deep voice, "Why are you here tonight?"

"I don't know either." Elf shrugged lightly, paused, and showed a smile, "Don't you remember, I like theater very much, and I have a close relationship with many members of the London Drama Society. Tonight, I also received an invitation." But then the words sparsely settled down.

Because she knows, they don't remember at all.

"He's a lunatic. You are right about this. But you forgot, we are all lunatics." Elf said indifferently, still her usual light-hearted appearance, as if everything was In control, "Instead of complaining and cursing here now, it's better to think about what to do next."

Elf raised her head, her beautiful face bathed in the moonlight like water, "After tonight—no, in fact, long before tonight, he is no longer the youngest son of the Hall family. He is blue. Li-Hall, Renly-Hall who has made his way through his own talent and ability."

"As for us? And we're the Renly-Hall family. The name Hall, given a new meaning because of him."

"The choice now is very simple, either abandon all the glory and halo, you can choose to abandon him, and then regain the noble bearing and mind; or choose to shut up and continue to pretend that you don't know anything and nothing happened, I I believe he won't embarrass you. Because what we care about means nothing to him at all."

There was a self-deprecating smile on Elf's mouth, and her eyes turned to George and Elizabeth for the first time. Because of the relationship between the floors, she looked down at the two of them condescendingly. The figure that used to be so high now looks extremely small, "Why say it here. What about unnecessary nonsense? Such a runaway performance without even the last bit of heart and reason. What a shame."

Not cursing or sarcasm, Elf showed a small smile and simply stated a fact.

Afterwards, Elf held up the champagne glasses, raised them politely to her father and mother, and then turned to leave.

George and Elizabeth just stood there in a daze, all the anger and shame frozen into ice in the cold wind, it seems that even the brain has lost the ability to think.

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