Reborn as a Erha

The thesis is still short of the last chapter... In the rental house at three o'clock in the morning, Wang Ming stared at the computer screen with red eyes, and his fingertips mechanically tapped on the keyboard. Several empty coffee cups were scattered on the table, along with a first draft of the paper filled with notes. Suddenly, a severe headache came over me. No... He had to hurry before dawn... He tried to stay awake, but his vision was getting blurry. There was a buzzing noise in my ears, as if countless insects were exploding in my mind. I... What's wrong with me... In his last consciousness, he saw his face hitting the keyboard hard. Dark. After an unknown amount of time, a chill came from underneath him, and the cold touch suddenly woke him up. The moment his consciousness returned, Wang Ming discovered countless violations. The first is the angle of view. His gaze is surprisingly low, as if he is lying on the ground. The second is the body. He can clearly feel the posture of lying on all fours, and... Hair? Is this... A claw? He looked down at his hand, and what he saw was a paw covered in white and gray hair. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.