What are you doing? Get out of school if you don’t want to go to school! The old class roar sounded in his ears, and his saliva splashed all over his face. This dream of dying is really real. Teacher, I’m sorry, I’ve let you down... Before Han An finished speaking, the old class suddenly pulled a book on his face and hit him hard. The scorching pain made him stunned. Isn’t this a dream? I’m reborn? But why am I sitting next to me? Who am I?