[Urban Imagination] + [Soul Exchange] + [History Travel]
My name is Chen Mo, 26 years old, a former marketing dog who was just killed by AI. When I was desperate, a private museum that was about to go bankrupt took me in - with a monthly salary of 4,000, including food and accommodation. I thought this was a no-brainer job until I cut my hand on a broken sword said to be used by Xiang Yu.
From then on, I began to be "possessed" by various historical celebrities from time to time.
The problem is, these big guys were all better than the others when they were alive, and after they got into my body, they all had broken bones. Xiang Yu can carry a cauldron, and he can move a display cabinet here. Li Bai is so talented that he can bargain with the aunt at the vegetable market when he comes to me. Lu Ban's ingenuity is enough to build a toilet at my place.
And every time the possession ends, there are side effects - after being possessed by Xiang Yu, everyone looks like a horseman, and after being possessed by Li Bai, everyone looks like a common person.
I thought I had picked up a golden finger, but later I discovered that the biggest use of this golden finger was to make my life more messy. But it was also during these "ups" that I slowly understood the other side of those big guys - Xiang Yu is not the God of War, but an ordinary person who doesn't know how to get home. Li Bai is not a poet, but an unlucky guy who can't survive in the workplace. Tao Yuanming was not a hermit, but a civil servant who was too afraid of society to want to go to work.
They were confused, frustrated, and felt useless when they were alive, but they lived to become legends.
I think: The difference between a waste and a legend is never talent, but time and sincerity.
