Li Jinghan explains things seriously and methodically, and he has patience. However, dealing with a slow student like Su Jinqi, who knows nothing when asked, it really is hard not to lose his temper.
"Look here, look here, what tense is this? What is his answer? What are you giving me with 'what'?" Li Jinghan loses his cool, the pen in his hand relentlessly tapping hard on the paper.
Su Jinqi sees the well-crafted, branded silver pen and can't help but feel pity. She keeps nodding her head, pretending to understand.
"What are you nodding for? What did I ask you?" Li Jinghan, furious, throws the pen onto the table with a smack and takes a long breath.
Su Jinqi looks at him, brings a coffee to him, and says softly, "I'm dumb, and I learn slowly, I can't compare to you; can you not be so irritable?"
Li Jinghan takes the coffee and drinks a sip, glancing at her sideways, "Teaching you is even more exhausting than teaching Lucas!"
Su Jinqi pouts and unhappily clicks her tongue.