Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

A rare class party.

Ji Rao also received an invitation from his old classmates. To be honest, he has almost lost his impression on them.

The old classmate asked very perfunctorily, I think Ji Rao is ready to refuse.

Unexpectedly, Ji Rao agreed.

Ji Rao has nothing to do. He has to find something for himself.

Students' party is always more lively than when they are alone.

When the time came, Ji Rao took a taxi to the appointed place. He got off and saw two people standing at the door. A man and a woman seemed to have a good conversation, and the laughter could be heard clearly every few steps.

Approaching, the boy noticed Ji Rao, he looked at Ji Rao more.

Junior high school students have not seen each other for five or six years. High school dropouts are everywhere. Some are living in the second school, some are working hard in the society early, some have a foothold in their work with their own efforts, and others like Ji Rao have a bright future in entering a famous school.

Most of the students who came to the party were very formal, driving the most gorgeous, expensive and eye-catching cars, carrying expensive watches on the market. They wanted to show their most bright side. But Ji Rao is sitting in the most common Didi, and her clothes are very casual, just like taking a coat out of the closet when she gets up.

But he is tall, long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and has a good appearance. No matter how casual he is, he can still attract everyone's attention when he is thrown in the crowd.

Junior high school students get together, we haven't seen each other for several years, and it's not too bad to say that it's eighteen changes. Boys only think Ji Rao looks familiar, but they don't think of Ji Rao's name for a moment, but the girl next to him cries out, "Ji Rao!"

She this shout, the boy just slow response come over.

"Ji Rao."

At that moment, Ji Rao in front of him seemed to overlap with the figure in school uniform in his mind a few years ago.

I can't remember clearly. I just remember that no student can wear so cheap and cheap school uniform as handsome.

Boys may not have a deep relationship with Ji Rao, but girls remember the good-looking boys very clearly. Ji Rao was the existence of school grass at that time. Ask them which girl in high school didn't know Ji Rao's name.

"It's really you, Ji Rao. You haven't been here for many years."

Years?

For Ji Rao, the years can be counted in terms of centuries.

The people in front of him were very strange, and they couldn't recognize any of them.

For these junior high school students, Ji Rao is only five or six years away from them, and his name is on his lips. But for Ji Rao, these people seem to be thousands of mountains away, and he can't remember them.

Boys' hair is specially sunken with hair gel. They are fitted with a high set suit. Their shoes are polished. All their actions are the taste of social elites.

As soon as he looked at Ji Rao's blank eyes, he said with a smile, "look, we Ji Rao's classmates are too many to forget."

The boy introduced his name and the name of the girl next to him. The boy was the monitor of that year, and he also organized this party. He has gathered seven or eight times since graduation, but he never expected Ji Rao to come this time.

He thought college students didn't want to be with them.

The girl is still some do not give up, "you really do not remember me?"