But recently Zheng Qing has not had time to care about the ungrateful puppy.

The college entrance examination results have come out, and his grades have reached the level of first-class, but the admission letter has not been received yet, so the family has been very concerned about the old lady in the doorman these days. After all, all the letters in this community were sent and received by the old man.

Although things generally do not develop according to human inertial thinking, sometimes even if you use jumping thinking, you still cannot understand why things become like this.

That morning, after Zheng Qing got up, he skillfully scratched his pillow and nested on Poseidon.

Although it is a little white dog, it has many light blue stripes on it. It takes advantage of the white background, it looks very much like waves on the ocean. Zheng Qing thought about it all night and gave it a well-known name, Poseidon!

But today he did not touch the soft little thing he usually had, but instead touched a hard thing. Opening his narrow eyes, Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, but then sat up in surprise.

What was presented to Zheng Qing was a letter.

To be precise, this is a letter that comes from nowhere, without stamps, postmarks, and postcodes.

The kraft paper envelope feels thick and feels comfortable to the touch. The back of the envelope is sealed with red ink paste, with a circle printed on the ink paste, and there is a triangular logo inside.

On the front of the envelope, the red color lettering looks full and clear:

Pingyang City

Jiefang Luyunhua Community

Smallest bedroom in Unit 201, Building 7

Zheng Qing received

Zheng Qing looked up at the sword hanging on his bookcase at the first time, safe and stable, without any abnormality. He turned over and got out of bed, rushed to the living room, and in the incense burner under the tablet of his family, the trembling blue smoke was as peaceful as usual. He patted the room around him, and whether it was the thin talisman paper sticking to the lintel or the thick talisman engraved on the bottom of the window, he stayed in place without any change.

Washing his hands, he pulled out a yellow talisman paper from the gray talisman bag. Zheng Qing muttered a long spell, and then watched the talisman paper slowly falling on the envelope.

Nothing happened.

Zheng Qing felt like he was acting like a lunatic just now.

It shouldn't be a dirty thing, he curled his lips. Maybe it was his parents who put it next to his pillow before going out in the morning?

Impossible. He quickly rejected the idea. If his parents received this kind of envelope with a strange address, they would never fall into his hands.

Carefully tear open the envelope, a huge admission letter came into Zheng Qing's eyes. The cover was still the symbol of the triangular body wrapped in a circle, and four thick ink words were written in round ancient seal:

First University

On the lower right side of the ancient seal script, there is a series of small characters written in regular script: If you study without thinking, you will be confused; if you think without learning, you will be in danger.

When you open the notice, on the left are eight neat small regular scripts outlined by fine brushwork, "There is a road in the mountains of calligraphy, but the sea of ​​knowledge is endless", which is very grand.

The small letter on the top of the other side clearly indicates:

‘This school is a key higher education institution approved by the Ministry of Education that has the qualification to enroll in higher education’

Below are the standard Song font:

Classmate Zheng Qing:

I am honored to inform you that you were admitted to the Department of Astronomy, Jiuyou College, No. 1 University, and your academic system is 1 year.

Candidate number: 08043203119

Notice number: 20080010007

First University

July 28, 2008

There is also a red sign in the blank space, which is a circle with a smooth word "wen".

A light yellow card is attached below the notice, which reads: "Please reply within one week of the date of arrival of the notice. The interviewer will contact you within twenty-four hours and guide you on what you need to prepare. Other needs can be communicated with the interviewer."

Along with the admission notice is a certificate of issuance of the air ticket departing from Chang'an Afang Airport on September 1st. A certificate of obtaining a full scholarship, with the various seals on it crowded together, red, green and green, making people dizzy.

Finally, there is a piece of A4-sized pan-blue blank cardboard.

His parents have gone to work, and Zheng Qing is the only one at home. He holds this so-called notice in his hand. Zheng Qing seems a little suspicious. After all, he is clear about his own affairs. He clearly remembers the three universities he applied for. The first choice is Kyoto University, the second choice is Western University, and the third choice is the normal university at the door of his home. The majors he applied for are finance.

When will I apply for this university myself?

But the name is correct, and the candidate number is correct. They are all their own, so there is nothing wrong with these.

Is the Astronomy Department of Jiuyou Academy? Is it astronomy? But I don’t seem to have seen this major in the application guide? And I don’t remember to fill in such a hard-earned name.

Rubbing the blank paper, Zheng Qing's first reaction was a liar. Tsk tsk, it was a third-rate university that registered a great name abroad and then returned to China to make money. This kind of story is not uncommon.

He immediately had some doubts. He wanted to say that the title of No. 1 university should be very strong, but he didn't seem to have heard of this name in China. However, foreign countries seem to have such a saying, is it from France or Germany?

Touching the soft gray cloth bag on his chest, Zheng Qing gradually raised his eyebrows, and his intuition told himself: This notice must have something to do with what he learned from his husband.

When he came to the bathroom, he scooped up a handful of cold water and threw it on his face. Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the cells in his body were activated by the slightest stimulation of the coldness.

Holding the pool, I carefully looked at the guy in the mirror for a while, and well, yes, my face was full of redness, and it did seem like a good thing was going to happen, but it might also be the consequence of the stimulation of the cold water.

In the mirror, a gentle face was revealed, with small eyes, but shiny, and the bridge of the nose was as short as other eastern holes. It felt like a round one; thin fluff was faintly exposed between the corners of the lips; the trimmed short hair was lying down in a modest manner, but there was a tuft of hair standing stubbornly above the head, without surrendering to the surrounding companions at all.

"Damn it." He grabbed a handful of cold water, smeared the tuft of hair vigorously, and crushed it down. Of course, he knew that this was just a psychological comfort. After the cold water was dried up, the tuft of hair would explode.

He smirked, Zheng Qing's body shook, and a silver-white pocket watch rolled out of the round collar of his sweatshirt and hung it in the air, shaking and shaking restlessly.

This pocket watch is a gift from my husband on his twelfth birthday.

That was my first time going back to the collection of characters, and it was also my first time to come into contact with that secret world.

The silver watch cover opened with a snap. The hand on the dial rotated quietly, for one second, two seconds, three seconds, as if nothing could stop this quiet and stubborn rotation.

The smile on Zheng Qing's face was frozen in the mirror, letting the water droplets between his hair gathered into a stream, rolled along his cheeks to his chin, and then dripped to his chest.
Chapter completed!