After cleaning up, he opened the door and took out the full garbage bags and threw them into the trash can in the corridor. He also took a look at the blue sky of the Imperial Capital.
The man in the mirror in front of him looks like he has a ragged beard and slightly messy hair, but his appearance is not bad. He has the feeling of a down-and-out handsome guy.
It couldn't be more sloppy. Lin Han felt as if he had arrived in hell. He looked down at his clothes, and there were still some oil stains and black spots on them, as if they had not been washed for several days.
The curtains lifted by the wind made a roaring sound, and occasionally a few dead leaves fell in. It seemed that the world had abandoned this place.
After integrating all the memories, Lin Han couldn't help but want to complain. This life is really dramatic. He was young and successful, and then took a sharp turn. Now he has become a person who only uses alcohol to anesthetize himself every day.
The structure of this world is very similar to Lin Han's previous world. The small difference makes him feel quite familiar. At least it is still in modern times and has not traveled to ancient times.
There are three missed calls and several text messages on it. These are calls from his former manager Chen Jiaxuan. As a senior manager in the entertainment industry, Chen Jiaxuan is undoubtedly successful and has made two singing kings and one popular. Actress, but her only failure was Lin Han.
Normally, a movie can only start to make a profit if its box office reaches three times its cost. As a result, the box office was less than one-sixth of its cost. The investor, Candy Entertainment, lost so much money that it almost sold its underwear, and had to file for bankruptcy.
Such a major event suppressed his little germaphobia. Regardless of the mess in the bathroom, he squeezed his face hard in the mirror and then jumped. The feeling in his body couldn't be more real.
His stomach growled, but facing such a hellish apartment, Lin Han couldn't eat anything at all. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to tidy up the house.
This is no place for people to live, and it is simply intolerable!
It is most difficult to accept the kindness of a beauty. As a bystander, Lin Han can naturally detect something fishy. This concern seems to exceed the boundaries of work. He doesn't know how to face Chen Jiaxuan for the time being, so he has to pretend not to have seen the news and delay the news. A moment counts as a moment.
After clearing away the bulky rubbish, he picked up the broom and started sweeping the house, sweeping away all paper scraps, dust, packaging bags, peanut pellets, biscuit crumbs, can rings, etc., leaving no one behind!
Seeing the content of this text message, Lin Han could recall Chen Jiaxuan's furious expression. Her former agent was really responsible. Even though the original owner no longer had any money to pay for the agency contract, she still cared about the original owner's life and death from time to time. She often Come and visit the original owner with food.
In the memory of the original owner, there are all Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, but Tang Taizong, Song Taizu and Ming Chengzu are all missing. There are also four famous works, but the poet who wrote about the moonlight by the bed is called Li Du.
Lin Han didn't know why he traveled through time, but he felt as if there was something extra in his mind. When he was thinking seriously, a memory that did not belong to him suddenly emerged.
At this time, China was keeping pace with the United States. After the standard of living improved, social entertainment became the focus of attention. Movies, music, literary works, and art are all developed, but there are few people Lin Han is familiar with.
Expired pizza is looming on the coffee table, opened potato chip crumbs submerged the remote control, movie Blu-ray DVD boxes are piled up randomly, the take-out lunch boxes in the corner seem to have been accumulated for hundreds of years, and even the soup in the instant noodle box is watery. It hasn't been poured out yet.
No investor was willing to hire the original owner as a director, and no crew was willing to hire him as an assistant director. Even when the original owner deigned to leave the film industry and enter the television industry, no organization or crew was willing to hire him. Disaster Star's reputation spread far and wide. inside.
The rumbling washing machine continued to run. Lin Han felt that he was very miserable. The first thing he did after traveling through time was to clean the room. Did he really have the attributes of a cleaner
Find a garbage bag from memory, pick up all the garbage on the table and the floor, then pick up the clothes and pants and throw them into the washing machine. The socks and underwear will be washed separately later.
"Hurry up and answer the phone. Don't pretend to be dead. Forget about being decadent for a year. Now you should get back to work!"
Lin Han is not too ambitious. He just wants to be a quiet and artistic young man. For now, it is better to survive.
After briefly sorting through the memory, he suddenly discovered that the guy with the same name as him was actually a slightly famous director, at least he had been.
Just cleaning is not enough, you have to wipe the small coffee table, window sill, bedside, cabinet, and sofa with a rag, and then mop the floor clean.
Long-term alcoholism has left his body in a sub-healthy state. His skin is even abnormally white, his hair is long and messy, and his beard makes up for it. If he walks on the road, he will look like a sharp guy.
"Grandma, what a lousy place, it's freezing to death!"
Leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, even if his temples were bulging, Lin Han was not willing to go to the sofa to sit and rest. Being tortured once was enough, and he never wanted to sit on it again.
Standing by the bed, Lin Han looked at the room in front of him with confusion. He, who had a slight mysophobia, could not imagine that this place could actually be lived in!
The ringtone of the cell phone that rang from nowhere was repeated over and over again. The inexplicable melody was very pleasant to the ear. Lin Han found the cell phone after groping in the gap of the back of the sofa for a while.
As he spoke, he quickly avoided the obstacles in the room, ran towards the open window, closed the window to block out the cold wind, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Even various entertainment magazines and gossip programs would pull out the original owner from time to time and whip him into pieces. They would list the top ten most profitable movies and the most overrated director. Later, his reputation would become so bad that even his alma mater wanted to give him his diploma. Take it back.
As a graduate of the directing department of the Huaxia Drama Academy, the original owner worked as a deputy to great directors as soon as he came out. Last year, he was lucky enough to take over the directing rights of a science fiction blockbuster "Out of the Solar System". The movie adapted from the best-selling novel of the same name was a box office hit. Come on, the production cost was close to 300 million yuan, and the final box office revenue was less than 50 million yuan, and the reputation was only 4.8!
Throw away the pizza box, pour the soup into the sewer first from the instant noodle box, put all the potato chips and snacks in a garbage bag, and put the take-out box in another garbage bag.
The hands were not his own, and the clothes on his body were definitely not his. Lin Han clearly remembered the style of every piece of clothing in his wardrobe. He turned his head and looked at the room, then walked to the bathroom mirror and came to a conclusion. Conclusion: I traveled through time!
After Lin Han shivered, he crossed his arms across his chest and sat up from the sofa. Goosebumps and cold hairs stood up on his body, and his hands began to rub and heat regardless of his appearance.
I don’t know where history has turned. The famous people in history seem to have changed in half. Talents have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. The stars in the entertainment industry all have unfamiliar names. The only books in the bookstore are ancient Lin Han. Classics, modern literary and artistic works, all of which have never been heard of before.
The biting cold wind blew in through the window, and the messy room looked like a disaster scene. A young man was huddled up in a ball, trying to keep himself warmer.
His brain suddenly became confused, and he murmured to himself: "This must be a dream, it must be a dream, it's so scary!"
Various magazines and books were randomly placed on the floor, clothes and pants were everywhere, socks were hiding somewhere and emitting a stinky smell, and Coke and beer cans were everywhere.
As a result, the original owner became a unique and beautiful sight in the entertainment industry. A person who brought down a company by himself was a sure disaster.
A prosperous economy naturally has culture and art in full bloom. All walks of life have outstanding representatives, and excellent works are like crucian carp crossing the river.