In fact, the ranking of domestic universities is only half related to the faculty, history, and how many talents are produced, and the other half is based on the foundation of the school, which depends on when the university was established, who established it, and how many people the school produced later. The latest and fastest updates

This character refers not only to talents, but to real big shots, how big can be considered a big shot? It depends on how early this person goes, there is no doubt that Tsinghua University and Peking University are the two most leading schools in China, in short, the two schools are also the deepest, without him, the current leaders can also be called the Son of Heaven in ancient times, and what level of education can you say the foundation can reach in the place of educating people who can cultivate the Son of Heaven?

A century-old famous school, an important place in the country!

Cao An rolled over on the ground and roared, the century-old luck of the Tsinghua campus was also a little chaotic, ordinary people could not perceive the subtle changes in Tsinghua, but in a remote corner of Tsinghua University, an ordinary small second floor, an old man sitting in a rocking chair with reading glasses was reading a book, but at this time put down the book in his hand, and then walked to the door, his eyes drifted to the side of the staff dormitory.

After looking at it for a while, the old man took an umbrella from the house and walked out, in the heavy rain, the umbrella held up by the old man was blocked above his head, only covering a small part of his head, the rain was scattered everywhere in the wind, but the strange scene was that the umbrella did not cover the heavy rain, but the old man's body was not stained with a little water.

Along the way, the old man had been paying attention to Tsinghua's luck, and he found that his luck was only stirred up, but there was no other change, but there was a faint trace of it converging along the path he was taking.

Twenty minutes later, the old man walked to the side of the staff dormitory, entered one of the old buildings and went up to the fourth floor, when his footsteps stopped in front of one of the doors, there was a heart-rending cry from inside, and after a little hesitation, the old man reached out and knocked on the door.

"Squeak" Cao Qingguo opened the door, looked at an unknown old man standing outside in surprise, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Passing by, I heard what seemed to be movement inside, so I came over to take a look," the old man's gaze passed through Cao Qingguo and landed on the ground behind him.

A young man fell to the ground holding his head, seemingly in great pain, but at the same time, the old man also noticed that Qinghua's stirred luck was slowly pouring into the young man's body.

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"Oh, the family doesn't know what illness he has committed, his head hurts badly, and we can't send him to the hospital in such a heavy rain, so I don't know what to do" Cao Qingguo looked back at Cao An, and said with a sad face.

"I'll go and take a look, I just know a little bit about medical skills, and see if I can help him see what is wrong" After the old man finished speaking, he walked past him without waiting for Cao Qingguo to speak.

Cao Qingguo hesitated for a while, but he didn't take it seriously, this old man is still living in the school at such an old age and hasn't moved out, so he must be an employee of the school, and he must stay in the school after retirement, and then retire and retire. The latest and fastest updates

Cao Qingguo's family of three looked at the old man who walked in stunned, and the old man was silent with his head down with his hands behind his back, because he saw a lot of things.

The old man saw the mark of Xiang Que's eyebrows, saw the heavenly luck contained in Xiang Que's body, saw the things that were sealed in his body, and even saw the Ten Palaces of Yama Town Prison Diagram tattooed on his body, but he couldn't see through the numerology of this young man.

Immediately, the old man squatted down and stretched out a hand to caress the wound on the top of Cao An's head.

"Huh?"

There was a soft "poof", and the old man's hand was actually bounced back.

The old man was also a little blind, as if he didn't expect this to be such a situation, what the three members of the Cao family didn't see behind was that the old man's palm was wrapped with a halo of light wrapped around the hole on the top of Xiang Quan's head.

At this time, the thunder outside the house gradually became lighter and the heavy rain stopped, the thundershowers came and went quickly, and so did Cao An's abnormal reaction on the ground, and as the thunder gradually left, he also completely stopped, panting and opening his eyes blankly.

Cao Haoran and Cao Qingguo helped him up with concern, and the old man next to him whispered, "He's fine, but I'm afraid he will get sick every time there is thunder in the future."

"Huh?" Cao Haoran asked a little blindly, "Every time it's like this, isn't that torturing people to death?"

"It's not always, maybe one day he will suddenly get better," the old man said vaguely, walked up to Cao An with his hands behind his back, and asked lightly, "Who are you that old guy who paved the floor tiles?"

Cao An twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head with extremely confused eyes and said, "No, I don't know, I don't know."

The old man frowned slightly, and Cao Haoran explained on the side, "My brother An's head may have a little problem, it's quite confused, and he may be sober sometimes, but it's quite rare, hey, to put it bluntly, it's a little stupid."

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and pointed at Cao Haoran quite speechlessly and said, "He, a little stupid?" ”

"Ah, I giggle every day and laugh at nothing but eating, I'm still worried, what do you say about him in the future, if we don't have him, we won't starve to death."

The old man coughed dryly, and said with a faint smile, "You don't have to worry about this, his life is hard."

Immediately, the old man took out another piece of paper, wrote a phone number, handed it to Cao Qingguo, and said, "If he has any problems in the future, you can call this number, well, if you encounter anything at school, you can also call this number to find me."

The old man put down the number and turned around and left, and when he went out, he looked back at Cao An again, and then sighed helplessly.

"This old guy doesn't say hello either"

In the house, the three members of the Cao family were very concerned about Cao An, they were really good to Cao An, but they were really afraid that something would happen to him, a family that was not rich could not afford a patient.

Cao An, looking up with a cute look in his eyes, although he couldn't describe his feelings, he realized that there seemed to be something more in his body.

"Brother An, you are not only stupid but also seem to be a bit of a tiger, what do you say you are doing with your head on the ground? Convulsions" Cao Haoran pointed at him angrily and said, "You are sad for me"

"Okay, it's really not good, if he gets sick again, I'll take him to the hospital to see, since he is raising someone, then take some responsibility, live a good day is a day" Cao Qingguo then said with a little puzzlement, "How do I feel that the old man just now seems to have seen it somewhere, familiar"

Cao Haoran's mother was also surprised and said, "You too?" I thought it was a little familiar to me, this old gentleman must have met before."

"They all live in the same courtyard, maybe they meet each other while walking, it's normal"

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Who can guess what it means to pave the floor tiles, then I don't support the wall, only him.

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