The golden light shone on her fair little face, making every expression on her face clearly visible.
She squinted slightly.
The air here is really good, she thought as she took a deep breath, filled with freshness.
"Come on, I'll teach you how to play, did you learn it? You little blockhead," Joe Heath said with a smile as he looked at her.
"I've said I'm slow. If watching and learning were enough, then coaches would be out of a job," Jasmine Yale countered.
"Alright, hold the club, I'll teach you," Joe Heath said.
Joe Heath was in an unusually good mood today, and quite patient as well.
He taught Jasmine Yale step by step with patience, but Jasmine was indeed slow, completely unable to learn.
Jasmine Yale spread her hands: "See, I told you I'm not good at this."
"Now you think you have a point, but you haven't been concentrating on learning. You're pretty good at playing games, though," Joe Heath said, tapping her head lightly.
