Reborn in 70, I became a thorn in Brother Zha’s mouth

Zhao Chengping was lying weakly on the bed. Although he was only in his 20s, his face was sallow and his eyes were sunken due to serious illness.

At first glance, he looked terminally ill.

Zhao Chengping sat up in shock, but his body had no strength, and he fell down again after reaching half of his body.

Zhao Lishu hurriedly put the lunch box on the table and came over to support Zhao Chengping.

Zhao Chengping couldn't help but started to cough "cough cough cough".

Zhao Lishu began to give her brother some relief, and felt very distressed when she saw her brother like this.

She knew that her brother's illness should be treated earlier, but now they have no money.

"Brother, I met my little sister in the cafeteria today."

"What? Who are you talking about?" Zhao Chengping couldn't help but asked in shock, "How do you know about my little sister?"

Zhao Chengping didn't know where the eldest sister knew about the younger sister. After her mother died in childbirth, the younger sister was also sent to her aunt's house.

Since then, he has never seen this little girl again.

But the eldest sister was still young at that time, only two years old, and she didn’t even remember things at home.

Zhao Lishu's eyes were slightly red and she said, "I secretly heard from my father when I was little. My father and stepmother told me that my mother had given birth to a bastard."

Zhao Chengping did not expect that his father would be exposed.

"What else do you know?" Zhao Chengping asked while holding back his cough.

Zhao Lishu did not hide anything, "I went to my father to ask for money to treat your illness. My father did not agree and said that we should fend for ourselves. And my father also said... He also said that we have a bastard sister at my aunt's house. Enjoy, let’s come to my little sister and ask for money.”

"you......"

Zhao Chengping couldn't help coughing again, "Big sister and little sister don't know our existence, how can we go find her.

Moreover, the little sister is raised by her aunt's family as her own daughter, so we cannot disturb her life. "

"Brother, then you... then your body."

Zhao Chengping said weakly: "Listen to eldest brother, this is my fate. My hope is that eldest sister, you can find a suitable in-law and live a good life in the future."

There were tears in Zhao Lishu's eyes and her voice was hoarse, "Then what should you do, brother? What should you do? Your illness won't last long."

Zhao Lishu started to cry.

Zhao Chengping also felt sour in his heart. Who would want to die if he could live?

But this is fate!

......

The next day, Evergreen University.

Early in the morning, the students got up early to clean up. Today is the official start of classes, and the students are very much looking forward to class.

At this time, everyone was very curious about university classes, and there were no classmates who stayed in bed.

After packing up, Ye Ziyu and his party hurried out.

Their first class in the architecture department was architectural history.

This is a big class, so the two classes, Architecture Class [-] and Architecture Class [-], are taught together.

Ye Ziyu and the five people in the dormitory came earlier and occupied a good seat in the third row.

After the class bell rang, a middle-aged elegant uncle walked in.

He is Mr. Liang, who teaches architectural history, and his name is Liang Zhizhong.

He introduced generously: "Hello, classmates, I am very happy to teach the first class of the semester. My name is Liang Zhizhong." He turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard behind him, "This semester's architectural history is taught by me. I hope that I can meet my classmates..."

Liang Zhizhong began to give a lengthy speech before class.

Ye Ziyu understood. This teacher was a bit talkative. He might be talking about architectural history. Liang Zhizhong had a wide range of knowledge and the class was humorous. Ye Ziyu found it very interesting.

Liu Wen sat next to Ye Ziyu and whispered, "This teacher is quite interesting."

Ye Ziyu looked forward and replied, "I also think this teacher is very good. I hope he can teach me in future courses."

Teachers of university courses, especially teachers of professional courses, have courses every semester, which means they need to have a good relationship with these teachers.

After all, this involves their future academic performance.

Ye Ziyu noticed that Teacher Liang had glanced this way several times, and reminded him: "Stop talking, the teacher is looking over."

Liu Wen immediately became honest.

University courses are fully booked throughout the day, with two large classes in the morning and two large classes in the afternoon.

Each class lasts 90 minutes, with a 10-minute break in between.

Fortunately, Teacher Liang’s class was interesting, so the first class passed quickly.

The second class was Introduction to Architecture, and the teacher was a middle-aged woman named Fang Hui.She was a bit old-fashioned, so her class was not that lively for Ye Ziyu, but it was a professional class after all, so she tried to concentrate on the class.

What impressed Ye Ziyu the most was that Teacher Fang liked to take roll call, and at the same time, he did roll call in two small classes.

Fortunately, the roll call was random, and since today was the first day, no one skipped class.

There was only one major class in the afternoon, which was advanced mathematics. Zi Ziyu’s mathematics foundation was pretty good, so she didn’t find it difficult.

Finally, today’s class in Chengdu was over. Liu Wen chirped, “After this day’s class, my favorite is Teacher Liang.”

Ye Ziyu also thinks that Teacher Liang is good and humorous.

The few of them walked back to the dormitory together, talking and laughing.