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

Although things generally do not develop according to people's habitual thinking. But sometimes even if you think outside the box, you still can't understand why things are the way they are.

This morning, after Zheng Qing got up, he skillfully scratched Poseidon next to his pillow.

Although it is a small white dog, it has a lot of light blue stripes on its body, and it looks very much like waves on the ocean with a white background. Zheng Qing thought about it all night and gave it a well-known name, Poseidon!

But today, instead of touching the soft little thing on weekdays, he touched a hard thing. Opening his squinting eyes, Zheng Qingleng paused for a moment, but then sat up in surprise.

What appeared in front of Zheng Qing's eyes was a letter.

To be exact, this is a letter that came out of nowhere, with no stamps, no postmarks, no zip codes.

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

On the front of the envelope, the red font appears full and clear:

Binh Duong City

Jiefang Road Yunhua Community

Building VII has three units with 201 smallest bedrooms

Zheng Qing received it

Zheng Qing immediately looked up at the sword hanging on his bookcase, safe and steady, without the slightest abnormality. Turned over and got out of bed, rushed to the living room, and in the incense burner under the tablet of my family, the wisps of trembling green smoke were as peaceful as usual. Looking around the room, whether it was the thin talisman paper pasted on the lintel or the heavy talisman engraved at the bottom of the window, they all remained in place completely.

Wash your hands and pull out a yellow piece of talisman paper from the gray talisman bag. Zheng Qingnian muttered a long spell, and then watched the rune paper slowly fall on the envelope.

Nothing happened.

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

It shouldn't be dirty, he pouted, maybe it was put by his parents on his pillow before going out in the morning?

No way. He quickly rejected the idea. If the parents received this kind of envelope with a strange address, it would never fall into their own hands.

Carefully tearing open the envelope, a huge admission letter came into Zheng Qing's eyes, and on the cover was still the logo of the triangular prism wrapped in a circle, on which four large characters were written in round ancient seals:

First University

On the lower right side of the ancient seal, there is a series of small characters written in block letters: learning without thinking is reckless, thinking without learning is dead.

Flipping through the notice, on the left side are the eight neat small blocks outlined by Gongbi "There is a road in the book mountain, and there is no end to the sea of learning", which is very atmospheric.

The small print at the top on the other side clearly indicates:

'This school is a key higher education institution approved by the Ministry of Education with higher education enrollment qualifications'

Here's the standard Song-style characters:

Zheng Qing:

It is my honor to inform you that you have been admitted to the Department of Astronomy of the First University.

Candidate number: 08043203119

Notice No.: 20080010007

First University

28 July 2008

There is also a red logo in the blank space, which is a ring with a fluent 'Wen' character inside.

Attached to the letter is a pale yellow card that reads: "Please reply within one week of the date of arrival of the letter and the interviewer will contact you within twenty-four hours and guide you on what you need to prepare." Other needs can be communicated to the interviewer. ”

Accompanying the admission letter is a certificate of ticket issuance for the departure of the plane ticket from Chang'an Afang Airport on September 1. A certificate of receiving a full scholarship, with the stamps of various colors crowded together, red, green, and green are dizzying.

Finally, there is an A4-sized blank piece of cardboard with a blue color.

Both parents went to work, Zheng Qing was the only one at home, holding this unknown notice in his hand, Zheng Qing looked a little suspicious, after all, his own affairs were clear, he clearly remembered the three universities he applied for, the first choice was Kyoto University, the second choice was Western University, and the third choice was the normal university at the doorstep. The majors applied for are all finance.

When did you apply for this university by yourself?

But the name is not wrong, and the candidate number is not wrong, it is all his own, and there is nothing wrong with these.

Is the astronomy department of Jiuyou College an astronomy? But I don't seem to have seen this major in the application guide? And I don't remember such a hard name.

Rubbing the blank hard paper, Zheng Qing's first reaction was that he was a liar. Tsk, I can't say which third-rate university registered a bull name abroad, and then returned to China to make money. Such stories are not uncommon.

He immediately had some doubts, if he wanted to say that the name of the first university should be very hard, but he didn't seem to have heard of this name in China. However, there seems to be such a saying in foreign countries, is it France or Germany?

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

When he came to the bathroom, picked up a handful of cold water and threw it on his face, Zheng Qing suddenly felt that the cells in his whole body were stimulated by this coolness.

Holding on to the pool, I carefully looked at the guy in the mirror for a long time, well, yes, the red light is full of faces, it does seem like a good thing is going to happen, but it may also be the result of cold water stimulation.

In the mirror, a gentle face was revealed, the eyes were not large, but shiny, the bridge of the nose was like other oriental faces, a little short, round, the corners of the lips faintly showed fine fluff, and the neatly trimmed short hair lay down in all directions, but there was a tuft of dull hair on the top of the head standing stubbornly, not yielding to the companions around him.

"Hell yes. He grabbed a handful of cold water and wiped the tuft of hair vigorously, crushing it down. Of course, he knew that this was just a psychological comfort, and when the cold water dried up, the tufts of hair would explode.

With a sneering smirk, Zheng Qing's body trembled, and a silver-white pocket watch rolled out of the round neck of his undershirt and hung in the air, shaking and shaking, restlessly.

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

It was the first time I went back to the word set, and it was also the first time I came into contact with that hidden world.

The silver lid snapped open. The hands on the dial rotate silently, for a second, two seconds, three seconds, as if nothing could stop this quiet and stubborn turn.

The smile on Zheng Qing's face froze in the mirror, allowing the droplets of water on his face and hair to merge into a stream, rolling down his cheeks to his chin, and then dripping down his chest.

In a trance, he seemed to see a young figure practicing calligraphy.