It looks no different from an ordinary greeting card, it can even be called rough.
But the pattern outlined by the bronzing edge clearly shows the extraordinaryness of this black cardboard.
Ying Zijin's eyes were fixed.
She recognized the pattern.
In the second card of the major arcana of the Tarot card, the magician with the serial number "1" is on the face.
At the same time, it is indeed the pattern commonly used by Norton University.
Moreover, such an ugly character can indeed only be written by a certain alchemy lunatic.
After Fu Yunshen put this card on the table, not to mention Wen Tinglan, the other students in the senior three elite class were also a little stunned.
Invitation letter from Norton University?
Still from an SS-level academy?
Although they knew nothing about the internal situation of Norton University, they all knew that the two letters ss represented the highest level.
"Return the invitation letter from the SS-level college?" The boy was stunned for a moment, and almost laughed, "Does Norton University have an SS-level college? Don't come here just by opening your mouth."
However, He Xun pursed his lips, remained silent, and looked a little dazed.
He has never received an invitation letter. After all, he went to a d-level college, so he can only be regarded as the tail of the crane.
But he has seen the invitation letter from the A-level academy.
It's not so crude, let alone just two simple lines of writing, but the paper used seems to be the same kind.
He had only seen this kind of paper in his mentor's office.
It is said that it is very precious, it cannot be burned by fire, and it cannot be soaked by water.
He also heard from his tutor that every invitation letter issued by Norton University also comes with a micro-positioning system to prevent it from being lost.
He Xun's eyes moved down and landed in the middle of the black gold stamping card, and he saw a small protruding particle there.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly, a little unbelievable.
Seeing his expression, the boy and the two students from the international class couldn't help being a little startled.
Could it be that this is really an invitation letter from the SS-level college of Norton University?
Can't.
Who got the invitation letter from Norton University, didn't they all go by themselves, and could they give it away?
Moreover, who doesn't know that Norton University may even look down on the number one in the college entrance examination, so how could it be possible to send an invitation letter to a dude in Shanghai?
The boy opened his mouth: "Mr. He, then"
"It's time." The corners of He Xun's lips tightened, suppressing the doubts in his heart, "Let's go."
There is a high probability that it is an imitation.
He has been at Norton University for four years, and he has never heard of an invitation letter from a SS-level college.
Seeing that He Xun did not give an answer, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, and said sarcastically: "If this is really an invitation letter from Norton University's SS-level college, see you at Norton University if you have the ability."
Hearing this sentence, Ying Zijin raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
He Xun's pupils shrank again.
Lip language is a compulsory course at Norton University, and he understood what the girl said¡ª¡ª
Then I will meet you at the Norton University interview site.
He Xun immediately looked away and stopped looking.
After the exclusive pick-up car arrived, four people got on it.
The barbecue table was still quiet and no one spoke.
The class monitor swallowed subconsciously, and touched the black card carefully: "Qi, Qi Shao, is this really an invitation letter from Norton University?"
This handwriting is too sloppy.
Fu Yun raised his eyelashes lazily, "What do you think?"
"I think it's true." The squad leader made a final statement and vowed, "Even if I'm blind, it's true."
The study committee member shook his head, lowered his voice and said to the sports committee member: "He's drunk again."
"Exactly!" The class leader patted Wen Tinglan on the shoulder vigorously, hiccupping, "Where does Tinglan in our class need any interview qualifications, the invitation letter is directly in hand, it makes them sour."
"When the time comes, they will leave after the interview, and they can only watch us Tinglan study at Norton University."
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The sports committee member sighed: "I'm really drunk."
Wen Tinglan was silent.
He didn't care whether the invitation was genuine or not.
Although he is very interested in Norton University, butOnly in the core area of ??the castle where he lives, other family members are not allowed to step in.
Job knocked on the door and walked in after getting permission.
He saluted respectfully, an ancient etiquette in the Middle Ages.
"Master, it's time for you to enter the dormancy period."
Caesar put down the tablet, looked at his pale skin, and clicked his tongue: "What a waste."
Thanks to his boss, he woke up again, but every month, he had to sleep for fifteen days.
Otherwise his heart would burst and he would die again.
Since his boss appeared on the night of May 31, he has sent her a lot of private messages, but all of them fell silent without any reply.
Caesar knows that the fortune teller wants to hide, even if she stands in front of you, you won't be able to find her.
He stretched himself.
It can only be cheaper than Norton's dog, and he can see the boss one step ahead of him.
**
After the college entrance examination, Ying Zijin booked a plane ticket on the 9th for herself.
Although Wen Fengmian asked her to find someone to follow him, she found it troublesome.
By the way, on this trip to Ozhou, I brought back the stove she used to make medicine.
It is still too much trouble to transform the electric pressure cooker.
The medicinal power will still be lost, and it will not be able to withstand the highly toxic medicinal materials.
Ying Zijin picked up his bag and was about to go out without taking anything.
At this moment, a message popped up on the phone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com