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Wei Ying paused for a moment, then said earnestly, "You've always felt that you have social anxiety and can't integrate into groups."

"You have already integrated into the group and into the campus life of Haichuan University without even realizing it."

After hearing what she said, Su Xueyi was stunned and stood there.

Wei Ying's words kept echoing in her mind, like a morning bell or evening drum.

"So, I've already integrated into their group?" She turned back to look in the direction of classroom 411, lost in thought.

Qinglong Campus, Principal's Office.

"Hopefully it will work," Wei Ying muttered to himself as he returned.

He just finished his live stream and happened to find that Su Xueyi had also come out.

In order to complete the system task, he simply went there in person, appeared to enlighten and persuaded her.

The statement used was naturally the one imagined by netizens.

Wei Ying then took a deep breath and looked at the system's task panel.

The text displays a pressing task: "Reshaping New Life." This task requires him to guide these students with personality flaws and help them truly integrate into campus life.

There are currently 14 days remaining, and the completion rate is only 10%.

"I've arranged for all these students to be in one dormitory room. It should be starting to take effect soon, right?" Wei Ying muttered to himself as he looked at the progress of the task.

When assigning dorm rooms, he specifically used his authority as principal to put these students in the same dorm room.

The purpose was to fight fire with fire, to use magic to defeat magic. Half a month has passed; it should be starting to take effect by now.

A dormitory building, room 401.

Wang Yi pointed to the trending topics online and looked at his three roommates with a puzzled expression: "The internet says we're a 'talkative dorm,' and even a 'comedy quartet.' Are we really that talkative?"

"Of course not, we're not a comedy troupe."

"That's right, we are all genuine southerners, while most northerners are crosstalk performers."

"Just take what netizens say with a grain of salt and don't take it too seriously."

Wang Yi listened to his three roommates one after another, each saying something in turn, leaving him stunned. It really did seem to make sense.

"Hey guys, I have something I need to discuss with you guys." Wang Yi thought for a moment, then looked at his three roommates again, as if he had made up his mind.

"What's the matter that you're taking so seriously?" The three of them were taken aback.

"Yeah, could we chat a little less in the future? My voice just can't keep up with you guys anymore; it's been hoarse for the past couple of days."

Wang Yi looked at the three of them and spoke softly, his expression pleading.

Since entering the university, he has been assigned to the same dormitory room with three roommates. All four of them talk a lot, and their voices never stop from going all day long.

After persisting for half a month, he now only feels a burning pain in his throat and no longer wants to communicate with people. In short, he's almost sick of his three roommates talking to him.

"Also, several dorm rooms around here have complained that our dorm is too noisy."

Wang Yi carefully observed the expressions of his three roommates and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"How about we communicate normally from now on, and talk as little as possible? My throat is really about to give out."

Mentioning this brings him to tears. That morning, he went to the school clinic because of a severe sore throat.

As a result, the doctor at the school hospital told him directly that it was caused by talking too much and that he should talk less in the future.

Otherwise, they may very well lose their ability to speak and become mute.

"Hey guys?" He found his three roommates standing there, looking rather strange.

After a long pause, Liu Liuliu from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine coughed and said softly, "You should have said so earlier. My voice has been bad for a while now. If I hadn't taken some Chinese medicine to soothe my throat, I probably would have been hoarse by now."

"I'm not doing well either. I've been taking throat lozenges like candy for the past few days, but it hasn't helped."

"Actually, I was going to say this anyway, even if you hadn't brought it up. I feel like I've said everything I could in my life in the last two weeks. You guys are really good at talking!"

The three roommates spoke up one after another, their eyes filled with resentment.

For the past two weeks, they seemed to have hit it off immediately, but in reality, they were tormenting each other. Each of them was a social butterfly, very good at communicating, and especially good at finding topics to talk about.

Once they start talking, they can't stop, there's never a dull moment. With four people on top of each other, you can imagine how exhausting it is; their mouths are practically never stopping all day long.

"It's settled then, we won't talk unless it's absolutely necessary!" The four of them happily made a "dormitory pact" and decided to be kinder to their voices from now on.

Wang Yi even pasted the words "Silence is golden" on the wall of his dormitory.

Building 2, Room 201.

"Oh no, I've become a comedian." Zhou Tao looked at the trending topics online and was furious.

The popular dormitory selection event at Haichuan University has become a hit online, with netizens discussing the top ten dormitories extensively.

Their "difficult to leave the dormitory" was especially rated by netizens as the funniest dormitory.

The reason they had difficulty leaving the house was simply because they suspected the door wasn't locked, so they went back to check multiple times—a behavior beyond their control.

"Huh? When did these slippers get placed here?"

Suddenly, he noticed that a pair of slippers in the dormitory were not in their original place; they seemed to have been placed in another location all along.

But when he saw it, he didn't feel the same agonizing urge he had before, and he had no urge to move it back to its original place.

"Forget it, even if it's moved back to its original position, it'll be moved again sooner or later." He sighed, looking utterly exhausted.

He moved his things countless times during the two weeks he lived with his three roommates.

Unfortunately, his roommates both have OCD, and every time he moves something, his roommates move it back.

He now feels that his daily dormitory life is just a mechanical process of organizing things.

"I don't care where I put things anymore, I'm not going to care." He glanced at all the items in the dorm room and silently complained to himself.

If this continues, he feels like his roommate is driving him crazy.

Five dormitory buildings, Unit 2, Room 203.

Miao Xiaoxiao and her three roommates were all sitting in their seats, playing on their phones.

"They say online that all four of us in our dorm are insecure?" Miao Xiaoxiao glanced at the latest trending topic and subconsciously looked at the other three.

In the recent popularity poll for dormitories at Haichuan University, their dormitory ranked among the top ten, becoming a sensation not only on campus but also online.

Netizens bluntly pointed out that the reason their dormitory was so quiet was because all four of them were insecure, sensitive, and emotionally fragile, and were very prone to thinking about things that were unfavorable to them.

"So I'm not the only one who feels inferior?" Miao Xiaoxiao swallowed and suddenly realized.

No wonder that often, their conversations would suddenly fall silent.

She always felt that coming from a rural area, she was easily looked down upon, but she never expected that her roommate was even more vulnerable than she was.