The floor, walls, ceiling, as far as the eye can see, the only color in the room is gray, bare and without a trace of decoration.
The gray cypress wood wardrobe leaned quietly against the corner. The door of the wardrobe was half open, and a red robe from Jiuyou Academy hung alone inside.
The gray stone desk squatted coldly in front of the bed. There was no desk lamp, no books, no ghost detector, not even a decent clock on the bare desk. There was really nothing.
Next to the desk is a small single bed.
The bed is covered with gray linen sheets and quilt.
Orange sunlight penetrated into this room from the window, casting mottled light and shadow on this short single bed.
This beam of light is the only distinctive color in this room.
Nicholas crossed his legs, leaned against the cold wall, and sat on the bed.
His upper body was shrouded in the shadow of the room, while his legs and feet were exposed to the orange light.
This is his dormitory at First University.
Maybe it's the inability to accurately match his grade, maybe it's the awkward atmosphere that prevents him from living with other classmates, maybe it's just to give him a better study environment.
Ever since he entered Jiuyou College, the dormitory supervisor Ni Wuye had arranged such a single room for him.
The gray quill burped with satisfaction and began to bubble in the ink bottle, urging its owner to use it quickly.
After Nicholas straightened the noteboard on his knees, he picked up the quill and started writing skillfully:
"Dear mother..."
After writing these words, he put the quill into the black ink bottle again, dipped it in, and sighed:
"It's been a long time since I wrote to you. I wish you all the best in heaven."
The quill in his hand paused for a moment, and Nicholas suddenly felt that relying on the piety of this blessing, maybe he should have chosen to enter Atlas Academy in the first place.
But he quickly abandoned this funny idea, shook his head, and continued writing:
"I'm fine, and so is Liz."
"Praise to the Institute of Pharmacy. Without the trouble of hemophilia, Liz has shown a very powerful talent...a talent that is even more outstanding than her brother and me."
"Yesterday at Linzhong Lake, when I was chatting with the old man Verne who was guarding the dock - you must remember that he had a dog of unknown age - he also praised Liz's talent in front of me."
"'Unprecedented genius,' he gestured exaggeratedly, as if encompassing the entire lake, 'I bet she will be a publicly funded student of Alpha College when she grows up'!"
As he wrote this, Nicholas suddenly remembered what he had experienced at Alpha Academy, and he immediately hesitated whether to cross out this sentence.
But he quickly gave up this deception and added the following sentence:
"Of course, it's up to Liz which college she wants to go to when she grows up, and I think you will respect her choice - in my opinion, that college is not very welcoming to wizards like us, so I would rather suggest
She chose several other colleges."
"For example, Jiuyou Academy."
"You should know that the results of my retakes at Starry Sky Academy last year were not satisfactory. I should have been ordered to drop out."
"But thanks to the care of the school, I am allowed to retake the course again and continue to stay in this university of your dreams."
"It's just that you can't guess which college I was admitted to this time... Jiuyou College, the college you say only nerds go to."
"You're right, this college is indeed full of nerds... and idiots."
When he wrote the last word, a gentle smile appeared on Nicholas's face. He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked out the window against the orange sunshine.
It seemed like I was back to the afternoon I met her for the first time.
On the damp lakeside, the air was still filled with the stench left after the fish-men left. Alpha's guide yelled at her aggressively: "... Let me go if I tell you to... Why are you so stupid!"
What did Feifei say at that time?
Nicholas' head tilted back hard and hit the dusty wall, making a thumping sound, and then he remembered.
She did not refute her guide, but kept repeating "I don't know".
Then he helped her say a few words to the Alpha guide.
Nicholas's lips curled downwards, praising his original choice from the bottom of his heart.
He dipped the gray quill in the ink bottle and continued to write on the open letter paper:
"The teaching philosophy of Jiuyou Academy is completely different from that of Alpha."
"It seems that the only way this college evaluates students is test scores - it doesn't take into account talent bonuses, letters of recommendation, or club activities. I'm afraid those guys with very high grades from Alpha College will be disappointed when they come to Jiuyou College.
After all, in Jiuyou Academy, they have no way to earn credits with the spells given by their bloodline."
"Only by mastering the fixed spells and knowledge points in the textbook can you get the corresponding credits."
"I'm very lucky. I got help from a publicly funded student."
"She is the chief first-year student of Jiuyou College. She is very smart and powerful. She can learn everything the professor teaches in class in almost a blink of an eye. It has only been one month since school started, and she has already begun to prepare for the exam content in the second half of the semester.
"
"She is also a very beautiful and gentle girl."
"Sometimes, I can't help but think that God's character is really very bad. He has given some people superhuman wisdom and beautiful bodies, but given others incomplete lives. And then let them meet in the world.
Together."
After writing this, Nicholas stopped writing and looked up out of the window again.
His eyes were a little blurry.
…
"Why are you so stupid!" A boy sighed helplessly to the girl next to him: "Don't touch the stone beasts in the corridor, you will be beaten by them..."
The girl puffed her mouth and tied the big snake in her hand into eighteen knots.
…
"You are stupider than me!" The girl rolled a thin vine on her fingertips, pointed at the boy, and laughed: "You can't even use such a simple spell..."
The boy looked at the soft mess under his feet and couldn't laugh or cry.
…
"You're so stupid! I'll just call you stupid from now on." The girl spread out the papyrus in front of her and muttered: "Watch it, I'll give you the calculation again."
The boy next to him nodded submissively.
…
"Did you not perform well? Why did you only pass Level 2 in the Fu Lu grading?" The boy babbled, blaming himself: "Did you help me make up lessons so that you didn't have time to review..."
"You are such a big idiot!" The girl wrinkled her nose and lost her temper.
…
"Idiot, what's for lunch?"
"Boiled eggs and egg fried rice."
…
"Idiot, go to the library and take a seat with me!"
"Okay..."
…
"Fool……"
"What's up?"
"...I can't remember...I'll call you again when I remember, idiot."
"oh…"
…
With these sweet memories flowing in his mind, the quill in Nicholas' hand kept writing.
"...The purpose of Jiuyou Academy is to pursue ultimate justice and equality, which is in sharp contrast to Alpha's freedom and justice."
"I have no way of judging which of the two sides is right or wrong."
"But for me, staying at Jiuyou Academy may give me a better sense of belonging."
"No matter what, I will continue to persevere."
"Just like you wished, Mom."
"The weather is about to get cold, so put on more blankets when you sleep at night. When the first snow falls, remember to choose two snowflakes for Liz and me. Liz's favorite star-shaped pine needle snowflakes now, she said, are the hexagonal ones with blooming snowflakes.
, very much like the Christmas gift you drew for her when she was a child - she still doesn't know that what you drew is a sleeping charm."
"It's very late. I have to go to the library to review my homework."
"I hope I can bring you some better news next time I write to you."
"May Merlin protect us."
I dropped the quill and let it roll a few times on the ground, spitting out ink droplets along the way.
Nicholas tilted his head and stared blankly at the window of the dormitory.
It was an equally narrow window, about one meter high and less than half a meter wide.
The window sill is more than one meter high from the ground.
There are no curtains on the arched window lintels, and the cross-shaped window ribs are inserted into the thick walls on all four sides, supporting the thin glass.
Nicholas jumped out of bed, shook his numb legs, opened the wooden cabinet under the desk, and stuffed the folded letter into it.