Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

He went to Baidu and gently bent down to kiss Baidu's forehead where others couldn't see him. Then he touched his head and said, "well, don't be angry. It's really just a delay. I won't do it again next time, OK?"

Baidu, who was given a kiss on his own initiative, couldn't help but turn his mouth up, but he forced him down again. "That's what you say."

"Well."

"Then I want to sleep with you tonight."

Ji Rao pursed her lower lip and nodded, "yes."

White poison inch, "I want to kiss you at night, but also rub rub."

Ji Rao gently smile, and then raised his hand to the white poison head a slap, "pedal nose face dead peacock."

There is an English class in the afternoon. Ji Rao takes Bai Du to the central teaching area, occupying the middle and back row.

In the afternoon, Bai Wei was sleepy listening to English. Finally, she went to sleep with her head propped up, and the saliva would flow out.

Ji Rao listens with her head down, then fills in the blanks and makes a choice.

After listening for half an hour, the old professor on the stage began to explain the answers.

Jirao is right.

The old professor coughed with a book in his hand. "Next, find someone to read this passage."

He looked around, his eyes fixed in the middle and back, "you, the one in the white shirt."

Ji Rao thought he was talking about himself. As soon as he was about to stand up, he heard the old professor say, "the classmate on my right hand, the classmate sleeping."

Bai Du was awakened by the sound. He wiped the saliva around his mouth and subconsciously looked at Ji Rao to see if he saw it. After all, it was a shame.

"Yes, it's you. Stand up."

When Bai Du saw the old professor pointing at him, he stood up.

"Read me this passage."

"Why do you want me to read it

Ji Rao pinched his waist, and then stood up, "teacher, he is not our professional student, is to follow me in class."

"Follow you up?" The old professor raised his glasses and said, "ah, who are you?"

"My name is Ji Rao."

"Ji Rao." The old professor chewed the name, "Oh, the first one in the last exam, Ji Rao, OK, let your friend sit down, you read it."

White poison sat down, Ji Rao read that paragraph down.

"Very good, very good." The old professor waved him down and said, "well, do you know there is an English competition in our school?"

Some of the students in the class know it, others don't.

Ji Rao, who only lives in the world of himself and Bai Du, doesn't even know.

"It doesn't matter if I don't know. I'll tell you something. It's a competition. You can sign up first, and then send me an English audio. I can choose what you want to read. It's controlled within 40 or 50 seconds. Then I'll report it after I've passed. I'll take part in the second round. The second round is reading manuscripts. What kind of manuscripts you get, you can read them with what kind of feelings The third round is the debate, which is about a topic in English. If you can win the place, you can add points. "

The old professor turned a page of the book in his hand, and then turned it back, "Oh right, Ji Rao, right? You don't have to send me audio. If you want to participate, just tell me, I'll report you."