The next morning, Jiang Shu woke up to a series of persistent knocks at the door. Rubbing his eyes, he opened the door to find a bored-to-death Su Xiaoou waiting outside.
"You, being a teacher and all, can still sleep past ten in the morning," Su Xiaoou began without stopping as soon as she entered, her face full of dissatisfaction, "Don't you know that other apprentices have already started their physical training and breath practice? How am I supposed to compete with them in three years with a teacher like you?"
"Didn't I give you the manual of techniques?" Jiang Shu wondered, "Just practice on your own."
"I can't understand it," Su Xiaoou stubbornly replied, the reason being very authentic, "I can't do it."
Jiang Shu: "..."