Monster Hunting High School

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 been received yet, 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 do not develop according to people's inertial thinking. But sometimes even if you use leap thinking, you still can't understand why things are like this.

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

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

But today he didn't touch the soft little thing he usually touched. Instead, he touched something hard. Opening his squinting eyes, Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, but then he sat up in surprise.

What appeared in front of Zheng Qing 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 thick and comfortable. The back of the envelope was sealed with red ink pad. There was a circle printed on the ink pad with a triangular symbol inside.

On the front of the envelope, the red font looks 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 looked up at the sword hanging on his bookcase. It was safe and sound, without any abnormalities. I got out of bed and rushed to the living room. In the incense burner under my family's memorial tablet, the trembling green smoke was as peaceful as usual. After looking around the room, 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.

Wash your hands and pull out a yellow talisman paper from the gray talisman bag. Zheng Qing recited a long spell, and then watched the talisman 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 dismissed the idea. If parents receive this kind of envelope with a strange address, they will definitely not fall into their 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 will lead to indifference; thinking without learning will lead to peril.

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

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

‘This school is a key institution of higher learning 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 Astronomy Department of Jiuyou College of 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 instruct you on what you need to prepare. Others Communicate your needs with the interviewer.”

Accompanying the admission notice is a ticket issuance certificate for a flight departing from Chang'an Afang Airport on September 1st. A certificate of full scholarship, with the various 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 at my doorstep. The majors I applied for were all in finance.

When did you apply for this university?

But the name is correct, and the candidate number is correct. They are all my own, and there is nothing wrong with them.

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

Rubbing the blank cardboard, Zheng Qing's first reaction was that he was a liar. Tsk tsk, I can’t tell you which third-rate university registered an awesome 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 seemed that he had never heard of this name in China. However, 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 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.

Holding on to the sink, he 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. The short hair lies docilely in all directions, but there is a tuft of dull hair on the top of the head that stands stubbornly, refusing to give in to the surrounding companions at all.

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

Zheng Qing chuckled, and his body shook. A silver-white pocket watch rolled out of 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.

That was the first time I went to Hui Zi Collection, and it was also the first time I came into contact with that hidden world.

The silver watch cover opened with a snap. The hands on the dial rotate quietly, one second, two seconds, three seconds, as if nothing can 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.