Ye's mother skeptically took the stiff paper envelope from Ye Shaohua's hand.
The envelope bore the image of the great gates of the Interstellar University.
"It's quite a good imitation..." Ye's mother murmured to herself as she opened the envelope and then pulled out a piece of letter paper from inside.
And then there was no "then."
She was stunned.
Her eyes scanned the words on the paper, her fingers trembling, and then she couldn't help but look again, "Is... is this really for you?"
Ye's mother's gaze lingered on the "S" class, and below that, the red seal of the Interstellar School.
"That's right," Ye Shaohua said, taking a few bites of an apple, cool as a cucumber.
Such an invitation letter didn't have a name on it, and no one on this planet would dare to forge one.
Ye's mother was certain the letter was real.