When Li Bolin woke up again, his clear mind was completely in a state of downtime except for the pain from his body and head, because he encountered all the online writers' favorite routines to write.

He traveled through time!

He was possessed, traveled through time, and was reborn in 2009, and he still traveled through time to become a British man, a 21-year-old British modern slut.

Arthur Boling, the 29th heir to the Earl of England Boling family, is 21 years old. His father Francis Boling has just passed away two weeks ago. His mother died of illness when he was 16 years old. He also has a sister who was born 10 minutes later than him and wanted to be a star, and a fool brother who joined the army at the age of 19 and has no mathematical ability even graduated from elementary school students.

The reason why Arthur Bolin is said to be a slut is that this guy is completely a brainless fool. Since his father passed away, he has naturally inherited the title of Earl of the Bolin family.

The 800-year-old Boling family's Count is hereditary and has always adhered to the tradition. There can only be one heir and the eldest son is the legal heir. Therefore, Arthur Boling is definitely a new British Count and is the "really credible and lovely partner of the British king."

However, this Earl Arthur Boling didn't care much about the inherited title and the family burden of 800 years. Instead, he was a little rebellious. He was a middle-aged manor and rebellious in character. After his father's funeral, he left behind the debt-ridden countryside manor, a regional newspaper and a publishing house he inherited, and returned to the international metropolis of London. He was not interested in the life of the rich man in the countryside at all.

In order to escape, he even had to pay 150,000 pounds for repairing the manor castle every year, and he was preparing to throw the castle directly to the state trust management. After all, after paying the high inheritance tax, he, the Count, was just a destitute noble in debt.

Of course, this situation is not just an isolated case of Arthur Boling. Currently, there are about 1,000 hereditary nobles in Britain. There are very few nobles who are still rich and land. Most of them have declined. They only have a seemingly high-end title and most of them live a middle-class life.

"What a fool... Fortunately, this guy didn't let all his family business be ruined. He traveled over again. Tsk, 3,000 acres of manor land. Although this kind of start is difficult, he has a family and a business, and he has not been left on the street..."

Arthur Bolin, who had already taken over the whole market and was satisfied with everything, endured the headache and complained.

As for why the Count was lying in the hospital and was wrapped up like a mummy, it has to be said that Count Arthur Boling's other identity is a football gangster who is rich in Britain!

That's right, Arthur Bolin has a strong body, 1.9 meters tall, a body of muscles, two arms with tattoos, and only a few inches of hair. He is a loyalist at Aston Villa Football Club in the Birmingham area. This is also derived from family traditions, because the Bolin family has not only lived in the countryside manor, but also lived in Birmingham for generations.

Although Aston Villa's record failed, it did not prevent their fans from going crazy. Villa challenged Liverpool away. After losing without any suspense, the "fans" of Villa's team rushed to Liverpool and the famous Liverpool "fans" on the streets quickly evolved from insulting and throwing behaviors. The scene of the fight can be described as cruel.

When I opened my eyes, Count Arthur had changed!

So, Arthur Bolin was definitely a full-fledged guy!

"Living in the British countryside, there is a chef in the Celestial Empire, marry a wife of a foot basin, and then find a French qing. Damn, this is the ideal life in the minds of many people. Isn't it good to enjoy the romantic and comfortable and refined life of gentlemen in the aristocratic manor? Why do you have to die by yourself?"

At this moment, Arthur Bolin complained to himself again, but he was still very grateful to the old man who was trying to die. Just when he was feeling a lot, the door of the hospital ward was knocked twice, and then the door was pushed open.

Arthur Bolin turned his head hard and looked at the person who appeared in front of him. He was wearing a white shirt with a black vest, a black bow tie and a straight black suit, and shiny black leather shoes, straight body, meticulous combed, slightly sparse hair, a middle-aged man with a hint of joy on his face, and a helpless and complex expression.

Paul LeWall, the housekeeper of the Boling family, was the best friend of his father's life and the most loyal and reliable housekeeper.

Living in the British countryside and enjoying the romantic and comfortable and refined life in the aristocratic manor is indeed desirable. But in addition to financial resources, such a life also requires the support of a key figure.

He is the chief servant butler in charge of various incidents and servant management in the British manor. He is not a nobleman himself, but is highly respected and dependent by the noble circle.

Although the Bolin family was in an awkward stage of decline, the housekeeper and servant did not disappear, but instead passed on these traditions perfectly.

Since Arthur Bolin's father Francis Bolin took over the title and family industry at the age of 16, in order to maintain the 800-year-old ancestral property, he has been working hard to make money to support the family and struggled to support the final glory of the Bolin family.

It was fine before, but an economic crisis in 2008 swept the world, causing the manor economy that supported finances by agriculture and animal husbandry to suffer a heavy blow. The family's regional newspapers were in debt for years. If it weren't for the profits earned by the publisher, they would have gone bankrupt long ago.

"Lord, you finally woke up. It's so good. God bless me. When I received a call from the hospital, I was really frightened. Do you need some water? Don't move, let me come, you lie down..."

Arthur was a little nervous, afraid that the other party would find something, his eyes were a little free, and his cracked mouth had just moved twice, and the other party quickly walked forward and spoke in the gorgeous British accent with a strong accent, full of care and worry.

Arthur Bolin's English level was definitely half a bottle of water, but now, it seems that he has received the original owner's consciousness and can fully understand it. However, he is still so panicked that he dare not speak. He doesn't know if he will reveal his feelings when he opens his mouth. Anyway, he already feels a little bit open and doesn't know what to do.

"Thank you, Paul."

Arthur struggled to squeeze out a smile and said in a faint voice in a very "hard and painful way", worried about his accent problem that made the other party notice something. He looked carefully at the expression on the other party's face and found that the other party didn't care, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

However, short sentences are easy to say, but long sentences will eventually reveal flaws. It seems that you should speak less and listen more until you have fully mastered the accent of the "noble".
Chapter completed!