Yan Han's real name is not Yan Han.

His last name is Yan, which is a single character "Han".

People who have just come out of Xiasancheng and have low grades like to call him Brother Yan, while people of the same generation and who have been here longer call him Yan Lao San.

Yan Han has had a hot temper since he was a child. He is a martial artist, good at fighting, and loyal.

When he was in school, he dropped out because of the word "loyalty". There were not many people who could make such a big fuss in that era. Because of this, people in the "underworld" admired him and called him "big brother".

Unfortunately, big brothers also have their moments of missteps. When

he is unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in his teeth. When he is walking on the street, he is hit by a club and his soul is blown away. Who can you go to for justice?

The back of my head is still in a dull pain. Several people are around me, chattering endlessly like little birds, making people feel irritated.

Yan Han said angrily: "Go away, don't hang around me."

The surroundings finally became quiet for a moment.

Then, more serious discussions broke out -

"Could this four-eyed woman be stupid after being hit?" A female voice said.

"It's just a basketball hit, how can it cause a concussion? I think she is just pretending!" said another female voice.

"Are you trying to scam me? Or are you trying to attract Wei Ningxin's attention?" A third voice came out unceremoniously. What was even worse was that the person poked his shoulder with his finger. "Hey, come on, say something. Is there anything wrong? Say something."

Who the hell is Wei Ningxin? Yan Han was really impatient, but because the other party was a girl, he subconsciously didn't want to argue with her.

He forced himself to open his eyes. The sunlight was shining in through the half-open window. In the interlaced light and shadow, he saw several female students in school uniforms circling around his bed. He couldn't help but feel a little dazed and felt even more dizzy.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a teacher from the school hospital in a white coat came over and said, "Stop hanging around! The patient needs quiet! Hey, which class are you from? Stop hanging around here and go back to class!"

The teacher's loud voice with a strong accent caused the girls who were surrounding Yan Han to disperse, and no one stayed.

But Yan Han breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was finally quiet.

But the next second, he felt unwell.

The various equipment and settings in his current location told him that this should be a medical room.

It was nothing special.

But there was a full-length mirror next to Yan Han's bed.

At this moment, he was sitting on the bed, with most of his body reflected in the mirror. When he suddenly saw the scene in the mirror, Yan Han's hair stood up and he jumped up!

His black hair was shoulder-length, and the hair quality was not very good. The ends of his hair were dry and a little curly, and it looked messy due to neglect.

His bangs were very long, almost blocking his eyes.

Under his bangs was a pair of frameless plastic glasses. The glasses were very light, and it was even difficult to notice their existence after getting used to wearing them, but it was difficult to hide the fact that they were ugly.

This look was really rustic and vulgar.

The most shocking thing was, what was going on with the school uniform skirt he was wearing! !

Dark red uniform top, black and red plaid knee-length A-line skirt...

Yan Han felt that unless he was crazy, how could he wear such clothes? !

But he knew his

own body. The person in the mirror was undoubtedly himself.

Yan Han reached down and touched his lower body...

He had confirmed it, and there was no mistake.

He did not feel at ease, but instead broke out in a cold sweat.

... What the hell is this? !

Yan Han fell back on the bed, pulled off the frameless plastic glasses and threw them far away, his eyes blurred in an instant.

...

This body is his own, there is no mistake. But his hair is definitely not that long, and he is not nearsighted.

Most importantly, there was a hideous scar on the corner of his right eye that had been there for several years, but now it was as clean as before, without any trace of injury.

The situation was too weird, but Yan Han didn't care so much, because at this moment, a series of voices suddenly rang in his mind:

[Welcome to the beautiful dream world.]

[[Ultimate Beauty] skill is activated.]

[[Slim and Soft Body] skill is activated.]

[Body transformation in progress, please wait...]

Yan Han: ???

A series of electronic sounds exploded in the depths of his mind, ringing loudly, as if they could hit the depths of his soul.

Almost at the same time when the words fell, Yan Han felt his eyes roll back and he fainted.

It wasn't exactly dizzy.

His consciousness was separated from his body, but he was awake.

While he was awake, the electronic voice was introducing him to everything about this beautiful dream world.

To put it simply, he had an accident, and before he died, his body was brought to this world by the Lord God, repaired, and merged with a classmate named "Yan Han" in this world. Now he must survive here with this identity and complete a series of tasks assigned to him by the Lord God. The

task was very long, and Yan Han's mind was confused. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do for a while.

But he was quite clear about one thing.

... He probably couldn't go back.

When consciousness took over his body again, Yan Han suddenly sat up from the bed.

After the transformation of the Lord God, his vision became clear again, but Yan Han, who was not nearsighted, did not notice this change.

He was just awake when he was stunned by a burst of screams.

"Ah! Classmate, you, you, you wake up? How do you feel?"

Yan Han looked up and saw that it was the infirmary teacher he had just met.

The boy looked young and handsome, but I don't know why he was so startled.

The sun set in the west, and it was already dusk outside.

After accepting his new identity, Yan Han was still slightly excited when he learned that he was back in high school.

Dropping out of high school was the thing he regretted most in his life.

He regretted his youthful recklessness.

He hated himself for not making progress.

Yan Han had no ties in his previous world, and now that he was given another chance, he would take it all as a gift from heaven and accept it all.

From now on, he is Yan Han.

But even so, Brother Yan is still Brother Yan, and Yan Han doesn't like being stared at.

The infirmary teacher who used to be quite strict with other students now stuttered when he saw him. He was obviously fine, but he was still stammering to him.

"Well, classmate, how do you feel now? You seem to be different from before? Your name is Yan Han, right?"

Yan Han smiled politely at the teacher and said, "I was just hit by a basketball. I slept for a while and I'm fine now. Thank you, teacher. I should go back to class."

"No, wait a minute..." The young doctor in a white coat wanted to stop him, but he was a little embarrassed. He seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say.

The other party couldn't explain it clearly, so Yan Han naturally didn't know what he wanted to do.

He waited for a while, and then became a little impatient, so he had to say, "I'm a student in Class 17 of the first year. If you have anything, please come to me."

Then he left the infirmary.

The young doctor opened his mouth slightly and saw the slender figure walking out of the infirmary.

The other person's gorgeous face was still reflected in his mind -

strange, although he was not obsessed with looks, he should have been able to notice such a good-looking person with such a good-looking face when he was first sent! How come the other person took off his glasses and slept and became a completely different person!

Does wearing glasses really have such a big impact on a person? ...Oh, glasses!

"I remember, classmate! Your glasses fell here!"

This world was still a little too fantastic for Yan Han.

Having just received the information about "Yan Han" in a coma, Yan Han walked forward while sorting out everything the Lord God had just told him.

The beautiful dream world is not the real world. Although it is realistic, "Yan Han" is just a character.

She is set as a female classmate, but her appearance is very rustic, her personality is introverted, her academic performance is neither good nor bad, she has no special skills and no friends, and she is almost a transparent existence in the class.

Now Yan Han's task is to act as this female classmate, turn the tide, and complete the five achievements of morality, intelligence, physical education, aesthetics, and labor.

As for what morality, intelligence, physical education, aesthetics, and labor are?

The Lord God told him a lot, and Yan Han summarized it himself, which means to be awesome.

What about study, sports, labor, and all aspects have to be awesome.

This is actually nothing.

For him, returning to school can be regarded as a tempting challenge. Yan Han thinks that even if the road ahead is long and there are many difficulties, it doesn't matter.

But why did he have to dress up as a woman and become a female classmate? !

Although Brother Yan's height cannot be said to be eight feet, it is definitely seven feet.

Asking him, a seven-foot man, to dress up as a woman in school?

Isn't this a bit too much!

Yan Han is now a little confused about what to do.

He was struggling here and didn't notice that he had walked out of the building where the infirmary was located and came to the playground.

The bell for the end of class has rang, and it is five o'clock in the afternoon, and it is time for dinner.

But Lu Ze Middle School is a closed school, and there are evening classes and evening self-study after dinner, so the playground is very lively at this time. It

just so happened that the first and second graders had a private basketball game today. Many people simply skipped the cafeteria and bought bread, milk tea and snacks in the supermarket and ran to the playground to watch the basketball game.

The second half of the semester had just started, the ice and snow had melted, and the weather had warmed up. It was a good time for people in the cat winter to go out and stretch their muscles.

The campus was always full of vitality and energy.

Except for the seniors who were not so active in the preparation for the college entrance examination, the other grades were still full of youth. Not long after the first quarter of the basketball game started, except for the boys who changed their uniforms on the court, the other spectators formed several circles, cheering for their favorite basketball players who were going to play today -

"Wei Ningxin! Wei Ningxin!"

"Ah, Wei Ningxin is so handsome!"

"Senior Jingchen! Come on, senior Jingchen!"

But Yan Han, who was still thinking about the setting, was obviously out of tune with this group of people.

When he saw the crowd in front, he subconsciously bypassed it. Although he was still young, only 20 years old, he dropped out of school early and entered the society a long time ago. After all, he was not a passionate, unrestrained and naive student.

Yan Han didn't watch the game, and no one noticed him because they were concentrating on the game.

But at this moment, Yan Han suddenly heard a series of rapid whistles, accompanied by a burst of exclamations from the surrounding crowd. He raised his head and suddenly saw a basketball flying high and hitting heavily in one direction...

"Ah!"

It happened so fast that Yan Han saw that the ball was about to hit a girl on the outside. He didn't have time to think too much. He took a few steps and stretched out his hand. With a "bang", the flying basketball touched his palm. Yan Han raised his other hand and fixed the ball steadily between his two hands.

His feet landed steadily, and the whole audience became quiet in an instant!

His series of actions were too fast, and others hadn't reacted yet.

Yan Han had already asked the girl who was almost hit: "Are you okay?"

His voice was always hoarse with a hint of fireworks, but not low. His

tone was casual, revealing a sense of laziness, and it was difficult to tell whether he was male or female.

"It's okay..." The girl who was almost hit looked up at him and said in a low voice.

Yan Han did not notice that in addition to a little panic in her eyes, there was more surprise.

Yan Han wanted to throw the ball and leave, but suddenly heard a burst of discussion in the crowd: "What's going on?"

"Is it Wei Ningxin? What happened to him today?"

"What's wrong with Wei Ningxin today? He's so angry. Didn't he just hit someone this afternoon? Can he really play basketball properly..."

"He's still a member of the basketball team..."

At the same time, someone in the field shouted in a rough voice: "Fuck! What are you looking at! Where's the ball? Why are you standing there? Hurry up and pick it up for me!" Then

the crowd was violently pushed aside, and a boy who looked to be more than 1.8 meters tall and wearing a basketball uniform walked towards him unhappily.

This boy has an average face, and his face is full of acne, so you can't tell whether he is handsome or not, but he has long arms and legs and a well-proportioned body.

He was very unhappy to be yelled at by Wei Ningxin in public, but he didn't dare to resist openly, so he had to come out to pick up the ball angrily.

But when he walked in front of Yan Han and saw his face, the boy was suddenly stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand for a long time, trying to maintain his arrogance just now, and said domineeringly: "Give me the ball."

This change made his tone a little awkward.

Yan Han looked at him steadily, not only did he not give him the ball, but he walked steadily to the basketball court through the path he had just opened.

Although he is a little older than these people, he is still full of vigor.

What's more, Yan Han has a problem, that is, in some aspects, he...

can't swallow his anger.

Yan Han asked as he walked into the court: "Who is Wei Ningxin?"