Chapter 4 Admission Notice

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It's just that Zheng Qing doesn't have time to care about that ungrateful puppy recently.

The college entrance examination results have come out, and his scores have reached the level of a first-class student, but the admission notice has not yet been received, so the family has been very concerned about the old lady who is the concierge these days. After all, all the letters in this community are sent and received by this old man.

Although things generally don't develop according to people's inertial thinking. But sometimes even if you use leap thinking, you still can't understand why things become like this.

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

Although it is a little white dog, it has many light blue stripes on its body. With the white background, it looks very like the waves on the ocean. Zheng Qing thought for a whole night and gave it a famous name, Poseidon!

But today, instead of touching the soft little thing that he usually did, he touched something hard. Opening his narrowed eyes, Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, but then he sat up in surprise.

What appeared before Zheng Qing's eyes was a letter.

To be precise, this is a letter that comes from nowhere, with no stamp, no postmark, and no zip code.

The kraft paper envelope feels very thick and comfortable. The back of the envelope is sealed with red ink pad. There is a circle printed on the ink pad with a triangular symbol inside.

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

Binh Duong City

Jiefang Road Yunhua Community

The smallest bedroom in Unit 201, Building 7, Unit 3

Collected by classmate Zheng Qing

Zheng Qing immediately raised his head and looked at the sword hanging on his bookcase. It was safe and sound, without any abnormality. He got out of bed and rushed to the living room. In the incense burner under the memorial tablet of his family, the trembling blue smoke appeared.

It was as peaceful as usual. I looked around the room and found that whether it was the thin talisman paper affixed to the door lintel or the thick talisman engraved on the bottom of the window, they all remained intact and unchanged.

He washed his hands and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from the gray talisman bag. Zheng Qing recited a long spell, and then watched the talisman paper slowly fall on the envelope.

Nothing happened.

Zheng Qing felt like he had acted like a lunatic just now.

It shouldn't be dirty, he curled his lips. Maybe it was placed on his pillow by his parents before going out in the morning?

Impossible. He quickly rejected the idea. If his parents received such an envelope with a strange address, they would definitely not fall into his hands.

Carefully tearing open the envelope, Zheng Qing saw a large admission notice. On the cover was still the logo of a triangular body wrapped in a circle, with four thick ink characters written on it in round ancient seal script:

First University

On the lower right side of the ancient seal script, there is a series of small characters written in regular script: Learning without thinking is a waste, thinking without learning is peril.

Opening the notice, there are eight neat small letters on the left, "There is a road in the mountain of learning, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning", which is very grand.

The small letters at the top of the other side clearly indicate:

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

The following is the standard Song font:

Classmate Zheng Qing:

I am honored to inform you that you have been admitted to the Department of Astronomy, Jiuyou College, First University, for the fourth year of study.

Candidate number: 08043203119

Notice number: 20080010007

First University

July 28, 2008

There is also a red mark in the blank space, which is a circle with a smooth word "文" inside.

There is a light yellow card attached under the notice, which reads: "Please reply within one week from the date of arrival of the notice. The interviewer will contact you within 24 hours and guide you on what you need to prepare. Others

You can communicate your needs with the interviewer.”

Accompanying the admission notice was a certificate of issuance of a plane ticket departing from Chang'an Afang Airport on September 1st. A certificate of receipt of a full scholarship, with all kinds of seals crowded together, red and green, making people dizzy.

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

Both parents went to work, and Zheng Qing was the only one at home. Holding this unknown notice in his hand, Zheng Qing looked a little suspicious. After all, he knew his own affairs. He clearly remembered the three universities he applied for.

My first choice is Kyoto University, my second choice is Western University, and my third choice is the normal university near home. The majors I applied for are all finance.

When did you apply for this university?

But the name is correct, the candidate number is correct, they are all my own, there is nothing wrong with these.

Department of Astronomy at Jiuyou College? Is it a category of astronomy? But I don’t seem to have seen this major in the application guide? And with such a poor name, I didn’t even remember to fill it out.

Rubbing the blank piece of paper, Zheng Qing's first reaction was that he was a liar. Hey, no one knows which third-rate university registered a great name abroad and then returned to China to make money. This kind of story is not uncommon.

He was immediately confused. The name of First University should be very strong, but it seems that he has never heard of this name in China. On the other hand, there seems to be such a saying in foreign countries. Is it from France or Germany?

Touching the soft gray cloth bag on his chest, Zheng Qing gradually raised his eyebrows. His intuition told him that this notice must be related to what he had learned from his husband.

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

Holding on to the sink, I carefully looked at the guy in the mirror for a long time. Well, yes, his face was red. It did look like something good was about to happen, but it might also be the result of the stimulation of the cold water.

In the mirror, a gentle face was revealed, with small but bright eyes. The bridge of the nose was like other oriental faces, a bit short and round; thin hair was faintly exposed between the corners of the lips; it was neatly trimmed.

Her short hair lay docilely in all directions, but there was a tuft of dull hair on top of her head that stood stubbornly, refusing to give in to the companions around her.

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

Zheng Qing chuckled, and his body shook. A silver-white pocket watch rolled out from the round collar of his sweatshirt and hung in the air, shaking restlessly.

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

It was my first time to go back to the calligraphy collection, and it was also my first time to come into contact with that hidden world.

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

The smile on Zheng Qing's face froze in the mirror, and the water droplets on his face and hair gathered together, rolled down his cheeks to his chin, and then dripped onto his chest.

In a daze, he seemed to see a young figure practicing calligraphy with a pen.


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