I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

Lin Ran is the youngest of the four, ranking fourth. Zhao Feiyu is the third, Liu Zhihua is the second, and Ding Facai is the oldest, whose birthday is in the first month of the lunar calendar.

After the four of them briefly introduced themselves, Lin Ran glanced at the dusty dorm room and suggested, "Hey guys, how about we clean up a bit first?"

Liu Zhihua glanced around and sighed, "How long will this take to clean up..."

Zhao Feiyu lay on the bed, sat up to look around, then lay back down: "We just got to the dorm, why don't we take a nap first?"

Ding Facai took out a tissue to wipe his hands, frowned, and muttered, "At home, the housekeeper always cleans for me. I've never done it myself, so I don't know how."

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow and threw his schoolbag onto the bed.

"Stop pretending to be all high and mighty! Get up, all of you!"

"You!" He pointed at Liu Zhihua first, "You see things clearly with your glasses on, so the table and wall are yours."

"I..." Liu Zhihua was about to speak when Lin Ran looked at Zhao Feiyu.

"Zhao Feiyu, you're tall, so you can clean the doors and windows. I'm not asking for much; the glass should be big enough to be used as a mirror."

Finally, he looked at Ding Facai and said, "Go run errands. There's only one broom in the dormitory, and no rags or buckets either. Whether you borrow or buy, try to get some tools back."

"As for me, I'll clean the balcony and the toilet, and then clean the floor and throw away the trash." He took on the dirtiest spot.

Ding Facai was the first to express his dissatisfaction: "...Why should I run errands?"

Lin Ran glanced at him and sneered, "How about we switch places?"

Ding Facai glanced at the unknown black mark on the balcony, his eyes trembled slightly, "Never mind, I'll just run the errand."

After Lin Ran finished speaking, he stopped looking at them, picked up the only old broom, and went to the balcony to work.

His way of assigning tasks is basically an instinct developed from years of management experience.

He tailors his approach to each individual, assigning tasks based on their abilities, while taking on the toughest challenges himself. Once he gets started, the others will naturally follow.

The other three exchanged glances and turned to get back to work.

Liu Zhihua silently took out an old T-shirt to use as a rag and began wiping the table. And you know what? He wiped it very carefully.

Zhao Feiyu fetched a basin of water and silently began wiping the windows.

Ding Facai was very efficient; he borrowed the complete set of tools from the dormitory supervisor in less than ten minutes.

"Great job, Brother Fortune." Lin Ran glanced at him and gave him a thumbs up through the glass. "I'll give you the credit."

With the tools in place, efficiency increased dramatically, and Ding Facai also started helping Liu Zhihua wipe the table and walls, no longer being as hesitant as before.

The only sounds in the dormitory were running water, wiping, and sweeping. Occasionally, Ding Fa Cai would let out a few strange cries.

"Old Zhao, what the hell are you doing stuffing used toilet paper under the bed?"

"That's not mine, it's obviously something the previous year's students left behind because they didn't clean it properly!"

"Don't litter! Those are cultural relics!"

"You're just bragging, fourth brother. What kind of antique is toilet paper?"

"Oh, so that's paper from the State of Lu."

"Holy crap!"

……

Half an hour later, after cleaning the dormitory, the four of them had become quite familiar with each other and started bragging together.

"Do any of you guys have girlfriends?" Ding Facai pulled out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his suitcase and offered them to the group.

"My dad always smokes this, so I just grabbed a pack." He said it casually as he handed over the cigarettes, but the smugness in his eyes was unmistakable. "It's university, after all, you have to have a bit of a ceremony."

Coincidentally, all four of the 508's passengers were heavy smokers.

Zhao Feiyu took it, lit it, took a deep breath, and his simple face revealed a hint of vicissitude.

He exhaled a smoke ring, speaking in a casual tone as if discussing the weather: "I'm single now, but I've been dating since sixth grade, and I've had about six or seven relationships in total."

Ding Facai's eyes widened: "What the hell? Sixth grade?"

"Hmm." Zhao Feiyu nodded, his tone casual. "That girl should be in college by now, I wonder which university she got into."

"I've never been in a relationship."

Liu Zhihua pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "But from childhood to adulthood, I've never stopped having girls pursuing me. I received love letters in elementary school, I was cornered in the hallway in junior high, and in high school... three girls confessed to me during graduation season alone."

"and then?"

"I rejected them all." Liu Zhihua looked smug. "They're too superficial. They can only see my appearance, not my profound inner qualities. It's a pity..." He shook his head and sighed.

Ding Facai slapped his thigh: "Old Liu, I never knew you had a story to tell!"

"That's all in the past." Liu Zhihua waved his hand, took a sip of cola, and moved with the elegance of someone savoring red wine.

It was Ding Facai's turn.

"Actually... I'm quite envious of you guys." He took a deep drag of his cigarette, his gaze suddenly becoming distant. "I went to an international school, and I was surrounded by blonde, blue-eyed foreign girls."

"What's it like with foreign girls?"

"Tsk, too unrestrained." Ding Facai shook his head, looking like he couldn't bear to look back. "They were all lusting after my body, throwing themselves at me. It was boring."

"I'm Chinese, and I prefer to be a little more reserved. I really want to date a girl with yellow skin and have a relationship with someone I can connect with culturally."

This statement, which both boasts an international perspective and touts cultural spirit, is a masterpiece of pretentious posturing.

Zhao Feiyu and Liu Zhihua exchanged a glance, then simultaneously gave a thumbs-up: "Talented! Reaching a new level!"

Ding Facai waved his hand modestly: "That's all in the past, not worth mentioning."

Lin Ran was stunned as he listened to the three of them praising each other. He thought to himself, "Although you three are all ugly and deformed, you can really brag."

The three of them looked at Lin Ran in unison.

Lin Ran was sitting in a chair looking at his phone. On the screen was a message from Li Futing, saying that she had brought him some things and asked him to come downstairs to pick them up.

"Your turn, fourth brother."

"Me?" Lin Ran shook his head. "I've never been in a relationship."

Upon hearing this, the three of them's eyes lit up, and they instantly felt that their status in the dormitory had risen considerably.

"Fourth brother, come here, let me share my experience with you... Hey? Where are you going?"

"I don't want to listen to your bullshit. My friend is here to deliver some stuff to me. I'm going downstairs for a bit."

The three watched Lin Ran leave, lost in thought.

"Did we discourage him too much?"

"He just started school, where would he get friends to give him things?"

"Hey, just an excuse. You're obviously embarrassed to stay in the dorm."

"I think so too. After all, it's normal to feel inferior compared to the three of us Casanovas."

Liu Zhihua and Zhao Feiyu nodded in agreement.

Zhao Feiyu leaned against the balcony window, the glass sparkling clean. He admired his masterpiece, then suddenly his eyes widened as he looked downstairs.

"Holy crap, beautiful!"