My senses are quite sharp; actually, there's no need to look back to see.
It was indeed Ding Yinuo.
He stood on the stands in a black overcoat, with Jiang Jiaying by his side. The two of them huddled close together, looking my way.
"Xiaosong, it's your turn!"
Lin Nansheng called me.
Only then did I gather my wandering thoughts.
"Ah, my skills really aren't up to par!"
"Not at all. I've found you to be quite talented. As a beginner, you've grasped the essence quite well. With a bit of practice, you'll improve by leaps and bounds. Your talent is really good. You understand immediately with just a little guidance from me."
If I were a dark horse, then Lin Nansheng was the expert who could spot the potential in horses.
Being with him not only brought me joy in body and soul but also allowed me to discover my own potential.
After a round of golf, I felt a long-lost sensation of complete satisfaction, and after sweating profusely, my mind had also become much clearer.
