"hehe."

Holding the newspaper in his hand and watching his words clearly printed on the newspaper, Arthur's mood was uncontrollable at this moment. To be honest, without that author, he did not want to see his works printed into books and that his works could be published is the greatest dream of every author, including Arthur, the author who was mingled in the online literature world in his previous life.

This has nothing to do with money, nor with the grade of online literature and physical books, or the status of online literature authors and traditional writers, it is just a kind of sentiment.

This moment of realization is naturally happy, and there is no need to hide it.

Paul, the housekeeper standing by, was also very happy. "Earl, you use words to accurately show the operating rules of the upper class before and after the First World War. Whether it is exquisite clothing, table etiquette, after reading, it will make people feel that this is the exquisite life."

"Haha, is that right? Thank you for your explanation. Without you, I can't describe it as accurately as you." Arthur thanked the butler Paul with a smile. This is the fact.

The housekeeper Paul smiled and shook his head, saying that he did not dare to take credit, and sighed softly: "The British aristocrats have really completely declined. You must know that until 40 years ago, the aristocrats were still the cover character of the high-end fashion magazine "hello!" in England, but now they have been replaced by stars.

Some British media will be more interested only when a noble family has a wedding banquet, scandals or divorce property disputes."

Arthur did not care about this. After all, he had never seen the scene at the peak of the nobles, so he did not have so many feelings. However, the housekeeper Paul had passed a bill in 1998, deprived more than 750 hereditary aristocratic members of the House of Commons and voted in the House of Commons, and abolished the privilege of the hereditary aristocratic system that had lasted for more than 600 years. At that time, except for the booing of the House of Commons, there was no sound in the House of Commons quietly.

Since then, the so-called British aristocrats have completely withdrawn from the British center of power.

The British aristocracy really began to decline, and it is still necessary to trace back to the World War II period. The culprit was the boss at that time. Cigar Mound, which was also aristocratic class, was far higher than that of any other class in the war due to the honor of the nobles. Their death rate was far higher than that of any other class. Every time they inherited the title, they had to pay a large inheritance tax. Cigar Mound increased the inheritance tax to a height of 98.5% during World War II. A considerable number of noble families continued to pay inheritance tax because their family members were constantly killed in battle, and eventually they were bankrupt and were penniless. Even maids could not afford to hire them. The original noble ladies had to take care of their livelihoods themselves.

After World War II, the nobles were completely squeezed to the edge of British politics, society, life and history.

This is why all British nobles hated Cigar Mound in private, even hated him even more than the workers who canceled the seats and voted.

Noble privileges are no longer there, and family background is not that important.

"Actually, it's nothing. Talent is more important than titles. We are all middle class now." Arthur smiled and said two of the most famous words spoken by the two leaders.

"Yes, now, everyone thinks that the nobles should be the middle class." The housekeeper Paul also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Talent is more important than titles...haha." Arthur smiled and patted the newspaper in his hand, and the somewhat naughty butler Paul squeezed his eyes.

"Haha." The housekeeper Paul also swept away the haze on his face and smiled happily and comfortably. A bright light flashed in his eyes. He said in a gorgeous British tone with a proud tone: "Your talent will surely shock them!"

Arthur chuckled and shook his head. He understood the mood of the housekeeper Paul, and knew that in places he could not see, many eyes were staring at Bolin Manor with ridicule, jokes and gloating. Of course, it was not ruled out that there was indifference or sigh. After all, there was a heir who was willing to die and was not favored, which was certain.

The world is so realistic. When people are in trouble, they always put more troubles in the face of trouble, and the story is mostly about helping others in time!

Arthur really doesn't care. He doesn't care about these good, evil, or even indifferent eyes. He has no psychological burden at all, because he knows better than anyone else that as long as he succeeds, he will be perfect. Everything he says is right, and even farting is delicious...

Because the winner is uncondemned, and no one has the capital to condemn the winner. As long as you succeed, no one will pay attention to the sludge and humiliating filth behind the success, and some are just fanatical pursuits.

However, now is not the time for him, Arthur Bolin, to show off proudly. After all, he has only taken the first step and is still far from success!

After the afternoon tea, he restrained himself from his complacent mood and continued his great work in writing.

After he posted two more chapters of "Grey's Fifty Shadows", the plot has begun and the relationship between the characters has gradually improved. The aimei atmosphere created by the text has completely aroused the great interest of readers on the forum. The comments have reached more than 1,000, and the number of views has exceeded 50,000.

Arthur sighed again, Fanwen is indeed a shortcut! Standing on the shoulders of giants, it is indeed easier to succeed!

Crack

Long-term typing experience has allowed Arthur to practice fast blind typing techniques. However, unfortunately, he used Chinese characters before, but now he changed to English. Although he has received everything from his predecessor and can still make up for the amount of English words, he cannot correct his subconscious mind for the time being. The first way to express Chinese characters in his mind will appear, and his fingers will subconsciously typing on the keyboard...

This led to his keyboard being typing very frequently, but his typing speed was extremely slow.

"It seems that he has to add a new course..." Arthur was helpless and muttered while pressing the deletion key. He had to find this English dictionary to "research and research". In the past two days, he found that his predecessor's spelling of English was so weak that it was outrageous, so he could only find ways to make up for the number of words he felt increasingly lacking, and to develop the habit of switching the English context.

"Ding"

I stopped and tapped my finger on the keyboard, picked up the phone on the table, unlocked and viewed. The message was sent by Dragon Mom, and also included a photo of her makeup, which was taken in the backstage of the drama stage.

"Dear, it's my turn to play later. I'm really excited..."

Looking at the joy and excitement expressed between the lines in the message, Arthur laughed out loud indifferently. Those who didn't know thought that Long Mom played the heroine. However, the fact is that she was just a maid wearing a maid outfit and without a single line.
Chapter completed!