“操！”陈凡低声咒骂了一句，蹲下身开始翻衣柜。屋里空荡荡的，就这几件破衣服，还是洗得发白的，明显是穿得久透了。他摸了摸那条牛仔裤，料子粗糙，边角都有些磨损，典型的穷逼风格。

没袜子，没睡裤，这叫什么事儿？陈凡皱了皱眉。得赶紧想办法。他环顾四周，屋子不大，一张床，一张掉漆的书桌，还有一个小小的书架，上面稀稀拉拉放了几本破书，封面都快秃噜了。墙角一个旧柜子，上面落了层灰。

bed is hard as a rock, the quilt is also thin and worn out, clearly not worth much. He sat on the edge, thinking about what to do next. Since he had no money, no place to stay, and no clothes to change, he had to find a job as soon as possible to earn some cash.

The door suddenly opened, and a man walked in. It was the landlady, an old woman with a burly face. Seeing Pian Fan sitting on the bed, she frowned and said, "You, what are you doing in my son's room? Have you paid the rent?"

陈凡 quickly got up and replied, "I apologize, I didn't mean to intrude. I'm just passing through and need a place to stay for the night. I'll pay the rent tomorrow."

The landlady looked suspiciously at him. "You seem like a traveling salesman. How can I believe you?"