Rebirth of the Routine King

In this way, Wang Yan skipped the tense meeting mode with a few words.

The square table for dining is not a square table like those in the countryside. The tabletop is rectangular, about one and a half meters in size and one and a half meters in size.

Lin Xiyan and his parents were sitting in the two main seats at the back. Pan Yafei was inadvertently pushed to the lower left by Wang Weihang, right next to Lin Xiyan's mother. Opposite were two weaklings, Wen Xiaoshan and Liang Dou, and the remaining two seats were occupied.

, Wang Yan sat in the front right, and Lin Xiyan sat in the upper right, next to his father.

Lin Xiyan's parents didn't speak for a while, and looked at their son's classmates gently.

Wang Yan saw that Wang Weihang and the others were looked at in awe again, so he said: "Xiyan, please introduce our group to my uncle and aunt..."

Lin Xiyan was startled, as if he didn't expect Wang Yan to stand up to him. He was not good at talking, so he was a little hesitant for a moment.

Wang Yan added: "There is no need to introduce it in detail, just say the name..."

Lin Xiyan nodded and said: "Mom, the one on your right is called Pan Yafei, who sleeps on the lower bunk of the first bed. This one, our dormitory chief, is named Wang Weihang, who sleeps on the lower bunk of the second bed. This one's name is Liang Dou, who sleeps on the lower bunk of the second bed.

In the dormitory’s upper bunk, this one...is called Wen Xiaoshan, and I sleep in...I used to sleep in my upper bunk, but now I sleep in Pan Yafei’s upper bunk..."

???

No more? Why didn’t you introduce me?

Lin Xiyan also discovered this problem and said with a smile: "Xiyan, is there another one that I haven't introduced yet?"

Facing his mother, Lin Xiyan said coquettishly: "He is the last one, so he will sleep on my upper bunk without even thinking about it."

Lin Xiyan laughed and said, "I don't know your child's name yet!"

Lin Xiyan realized that he had missed this link and hurriedly said: "His name is Wang Yan..."

He turned to Wang Yan and said, "I'm sorry, Wang Yan, I didn't mean it."

Wang Yan smiled, looked at the woman and said, "Auntie, how do you usually educate Xiyan? Why is he so polite?"

Lin Xiyan's mother seemed to be particularly interested in Wang Yan, and smiled knowingly: "When he was young, his father and I were busy with business all day long and rarely paid attention to him. He is so polite..."

As she said that, her expression suddenly looked sad, "He is just too polite and cares too much about other people's feelings."

What's the meaning?

Wang Yan didn't understand what she meant by this.

"Haha," Lin Xiyan's father smiled and said: "You have all introduced me, then I will also introduce myself... My name is Lin Dongyang, and this is my lover Wu Min. You also know me.

My only son Lin Xiyan..."

"Yesterday, I had something to do and I couldn't rush back to the mall. I also missed the opportunity to get to know everyone in the dormitory, so I asked Xiyan to invite everyone out to get to know each other..."

Wang Yan thought to himself: Lin Dongyang's self-introduction was very concise. As for what he did for work and who his family was, he didn't mention it at all. It seems that he had other purposes for this dinner party. Was it just to win favors for his son?

"Everyone should be hungry at this time. Let's eat first and chat while eating..."

With that said, he pressed the service bell at the back.

After a while, waiters filed into the room carrying exquisite dishes.

The large square table was soon covered with food. Wang Yan could see that the food on this table alone would cost thousands of dollars.

Lin Dongyang took out two more bottles of Maotai from under the table and said with a smile: "I don't know if you guys drink or not, so I ordered two bottles."

Pan Yafei said hurriedly: "Uncle, we don't drink."

In front of the elders, Pan Yafei has the typical obedient and good boy character.

I don't want to expose any shortcomings or bad habits, but in private, smoking is called slipping! I can inhale all the smoke in my mouth into my nose, and then all the smoke comes out of my mouth. The whole process is smooth and smooth, and it is pleasing to the eye.

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Wang Yan secretly thought, can't you just stop talking if you don't drink? When you open your mouth and say "we", didn't you see that guy Wang Weihang's eyes went straight when he saw Maotai?

Perhaps Pan Yafei's words had an effect. Wang Weihang wriggled his lower lip and said nothing.

Wang Yan was considerate and said with a smile: "Boss, there's no feast without wine. How about we just have a few drinks with my uncle?"

This was exactly what Wang Weihang wanted, but this coquettish guy was very thoughtful! He pondered for a moment and said:

"What Wang Yan said makes sense, so let's have a drink with Uncle Lin, just to thank you for the banquet...Wang Yan, you must drink more! Without you, we don't know how to get along with Lin."

Uncle is communicating!"

Wang Yan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't recovered from my fever yet! How can I drink!"

Regarding Wang Weihang and Wang Yan's suggestions, Lin Dongyang was noncommittal and just put the Moutai on the table.

Wang Yan quickly stood up and took it, "I'll pour the wine..."

After saying that, he opened a bottle of Maotai very skillfully.

There was a hint of surprise in Lin Dongyang's eyes, and when he looked at Fang Yan again, there was a hint of doubt in his heart.

His action of opening the wine is very familiar. Do you drink Maotai often? But what he is wearing...he is obviously a child from the countryside, and he is also wearing artificial cloth shoes!

After opening a bottle of Moutai, Wang Yan did not stop. Instead, he poured half of the glass in front of everyone, even Lin Xiyan's mother Wu Min. Then he gave the boss Wang Weihang a look and slowly

Sat down.

Wang Weihang knew the autumn leaves, stood up quickly, held the wine glass and said sonorously: "Come, let's all pick up the wine and toast to uncle and aunt..."

Before he could finish his blessing, Lin Dongyang interrupted with a smile: "Son, please sit down first. Uncle will say a few words first..."

Wang Weihang was not embarrassed at all when he was interrupted. He showed an honest and simple smile and said: "Okay, uncle, please speak first."

Lin Dongyang's face looked a little heavy, he looked at his only son Lin Xiyan and said slowly:

"Actually, Xiyan's score is not low. Even if he can't get into Shangcheng University, he can easily get in with an ordinary undergraduate degree."

Lin Dongyang surprised everyone with just one sentence. Is there such a rare thing? He could go to a better university, but he chose to go to an inferior junior college?

What is Lin Xiyan thinking?

"Everyone must be wondering why Xiyan would make such a choice. Alas, he actually has many serious mental illnesses..."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked again.

Everyone has seen Lin Xiyan's mysophobia. Wen Xiaoshan just sat him out of bed, and he immediately changed into a bed cover.

But the "many" Lin Dongyang said is too scary! Does this "many" include pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare people? What if he walks around with a knife again...

Oh my god, I can’t think about it!

"Xi Yan's mother also said just now that we have been busy with business when he was young, and we only provided him with enough material material and ignored his spiritual needs. By the time we found out, it was already too late, especially when he applied for the exam this year.

When it came to college, his emotions reached a peak..."

Lin Dongyang spoke softly, while Wang Yan and Wang Weihang listened quietly. For children from poor families, mental disorders are luxury diseases that are not easily acquired even if they think about it.

When Wen Xiaoshan heard what Lin Dongyang said, his resentment towards Lin Xiyan in his heart subsided unconsciously.

Some.

"We naturally hope that he can go to a medium-sized university, but Xiyan insists on going to the College of Economics and Trade. The reasons are that it is close to home and the building is newly built... and he also asks to stay at home."

"As a last resort, we called in a psychiatrist. After professional diagnosis, he suffered from severe mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, as well as stranger contact sensitivity disorder, and..."

"And..." Lin Dongyang said "and" several times, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

And Lin Xiyan! He kept his head down silently, neither refuting nor holding contrary opinions to his father's words.

"Finally, after many negotiations, we agreed to let him study at the College of Economics and Trade. In fact, it doesn't matter to me whether he is a college student or a prestigious school student..."

Wang Yan nodded. This is true. Isn't the main reason why other people's children want to go to prestigious schools is to get a high salary? For Lin Xiyan, a high salary may be his basic salary.

"The treatment plan given by the psychiatrist is that mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder need to be gradually accepted by oneself. It is a step-by-step process of re-accepting oneself. It cannot be reversed by external forces. We are not very worried about this. The most important thing is his contact with strangers.

Sensitivity disorder.”

"Perhaps you haven't heard of this term. Let me explain it. It is a kind of emotion that is easily guided by other people's emotions, causing oneself to suffer from irreversible self-denial damage symptoms. In layman's terms, it means that he cares deeply about other people's feelings, and

It is a kind of self-trauma that constantly doubts whether one has caused trauma to others, thus sowing the inner demons of doubt, leading to a worse and worse mentality.”

After going around a lot, Wang Yan finally understood the meaning of this term. It probably means that he is extremely sensitive and doubts whether he is causing trouble to others.

Wang Yan suddenly remembered that this afternoon, Lin Xiyan found that Wen Xiaoshan was sitting on his bed, and his mysophobia made him very angry. But when Wen Xiaoshan jumped down from the upper bunk and confronted him tit for tat, Lin Xiyan's expression suddenly became a lot of panic.

, his eyes have been dodging.

At that time, Wang Yan thought Lin Xiyan was bullying the weak and afraid of the strong! It was probably this kind of disorder that was dominating his behavior.

Lin Dongyang continued: "For this rare condition, the best plan given by the doctor is to integrate him into the group. Appropriate contact and stimulation may help him overcome this obstacle, so I agreed to allow him to enter.

The requirement of the School of Economics and Trade is that in exchange, you must live on campus for one year!"

After hearing this, everyone understood the main purpose of this meal: my son has mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, please be more tolerant, and he also has stranger contact sensitivity disorder, please cooperate with me.

At this time, Lin Xiyan's mother Wu Min also said softly: "Xiyan is a very good person. If his doctor hadn't strongly recommended that he live on campus, we wouldn't want him to disturb you..."

Wang Yan secretly thought: This family speaks well and takes care of your feelings in every aspect. It seems that not all rich people are arrogant and unruly.

To be honest, Lin Xiyan's mental illness is really not a big problem. For mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder, just don't touch his things! As for that disorder, just don't argue with him!

Besides, having such a rich second-generation roommate brings huge hidden benefits, such as borrowing some money when you have nothing to do, and borrowing more after you spend it all...

As for today's meal, Wang Yan felt that it was a bit grand. Even if he didn't invite it, no one would deliberately target Lin Xiyan.

From another perspective, Lin Dongyang really loves his son deeply, but his two sentences are troublesome.

Wang Yan sighed slightly: Hey! You said they are both fathers, why is the gap so big! Wang Dacai has never been gentle and reasonable, but stretched out his cattail leaf fan to solve problems.

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