I give you a hundred percent of my love.
Mr. Basketball is called Mr. Basketball because he loves playing basketball. He is the captain of the school basketball team, and every time he plays basketball, he can get a bunch of screaming girls. Miss Ye's passion is to watch Mr. Basketball play basketball.
Miss Ye still remembers the embarrassing scene when we met for the first time. Miss Ye, a senior one, was watering the bushes behind the basketball stand with a small hose, and a basketball broke out from behind her. She was scared by the wind and turned around violently. The small hose in her hand poured a cold shower on Mr. Basketball who came to pick up the basketball. Miss Ye quickly apologized. Although Mr. Basketball was very angry, he took the basketball and left out of courtesy without saying anything. However, there really is a story of love at first sight in the world, and Mr. Basketball's sweaty face has been engraved on Miss Ye's heart ever since. Miss Ye Zi has become the most loyal fan of Mr. Basketball, no one!
Mr. Basketball is used to running in the morning. Miss Ye gets up at four o'clock in the morning and goes to school to watch him run. He is never absent in the hot winter and summer. Mr. Basketball runs for one day, and Miss Ye watches for one day. Occasionally, when Mr. Basketball doesn't show up in the morning, Miss Ye will sit on the playground and think hard. Of course, all she can think about is Mr. Basketball. Miss Ye's friend said that Mr. Basketball must be very tired, and it's hard to run in your head all morning without coming to the playground one day.
As a loyal fan, of course, Mr. Basketball can't be absent from every game. When Mr. Basketball sweated profusely on the court, Miss Ye screamed at the top of her lungs in the stands. When Mr. Basketball left, Miss Ye wanted to deliver the prepared water at the first time, but forgot that she was thirsty. There are not many fans who really dare to send water, so Mr. Basketball also remembers Miss Ye. In order not to miss Mr. Basketball's game, Miss Ye did not know how many classes she skipped. The consequence of skipping classes was that when the final exam results were announced, Miss Ye found that she was almost at the bottom of the grade list. And Mr. Basketball? Still in the top ten grades!
How can there be such a person who plays basketball every day and gets excellent grades? So Miss Ye loves Mr. Basketball even more. Miss Ye's friends can't stand the fact that there is only Mr. Basketball in Miss Ye's world, but they are in a state of no progress, so they asked for the QQ number for Miss Ye. Mr. Basketball was very impressed with this girl fan, and they chatted happily. He knew that Miss Ye's grades were not good and always encouraged her to study hard.
From then on, there are only two things in Miss Ye's world, Mr. Basketball and learning. Every day, I finish my study task seriously in the classroom and then go to the basketball court to pursue Mr. Basketball with my eyes. Mr. Basketball will share her study materials, talk about difficult math problems and send funny videos to relax her before the exam. Miss Ye's grades soared, and finally she was neck and neck with Mr. Basketball in the final grade list of the second semester of senior high school. Mr. Basketball sent a message to Miss Ye, saying: You are great, and you will always be the only girl in the top three in your class.
But such a great Miss Ye, Mr. Basketball, doesn't like it. His new girlfriend is the class flower next door who is taller, better in figure and more beautiful in face. Miss Ye's friend said that Mr. Basketball was a love rat. Miss Ye said with tears, "He's not love rat, he just doesn't like me. What's wrong with that?"
But Miss Ye still likes Mr. Basketball very much, so Miss Ye must go to the inter-school basketball game on Friday afternoon. She brought Mr. Basketball's favorite lemon tea. Mr. Basketball is very handsome today and led his team to win the game by a big score. After he left, Miss Ye walked through the crowd and handed him the lemon tea. "Ah, you don't have to take the exam? An An said that there is a math exam at three o'clock today, so he can't come to my game. " Mr. Basketball asked as he wiped his sweat. Miss Ye was puzzled. No wonder his girlfriend didn't appear in the audience. No wonder she still had a chance to bring him water. Miss Ye raised her hand and looked at her watch. It's two fifty-five! Miss Ye threw down a good rest and ran wildly towards the teaching building, and the voice of Mr. Basketball cheering was also left behind her ears.
At 3: 5 when I got to the classroom, the exam had already started, but fortunately, it was the teacher in my class, who glared at Miss Ye and asked her to sit down and answer the questions quickly. Miss Ye's heart is pounding in her chest, but her brain is very clear, and the accuracy makes the math teacher stunned. This time, Miss Ye's grades are unprecedented. Miss Ye thought that love is really a good thing. Her love didn't get a response from Mr. Basketball, but was praised by the bald uncle, the math teacher.
In a blink of an eye, I was in the third year of high school. Mr. Basketball's girlfriend changed several times, but none of them was Miss Ye. Miss Ye still likes Mr. Basketball very much, even though he is a playboy and doesn't love himself. Miss Ye has a Weibo ID that records Mr. Basketball's daily life and all her girls' thoughts. No one knows this ID, but it was discovered by Mr. Basketball somehow. It is a well-known secret that Miss Ye likes Mr. Basketball, but when the secret is uprooted, Mr. Basketball knows how deeply Miss Ye's love for him is rooted.
But he can't give Miss Ye love. He can only give Miss Ye a lot of apologies. He sent him a message saying, "You are really nice. Thank you for liking me so much. I am very touched by your kindness. I think we can still be good friends." Miss Ye Zi cried like a pig when she saw these words. Miss Ye's friend said, "He is really a love rat." Miss Ye said with tears, "He is not love rat. He has said many times that he is very moved, but he just doesn't like me."
Yes, Mr. Basketball said that I was very moved when Miss Ye skipped class to watch his game. Mr. Basketball said that I was very moved when Miss Ye gave him a big bag of sprain medicine. Mr. Basketball said that I was very moved when Miss Ye went from a small basketball girl to being able to recite Owen Harden's game experience. Mr. Basketball said that I was very moved when I knew that Miss Ye stayed up late to study in front of the grade list with his name. But he always knew that I was not touched by what Miss Ye wanted to hear.
One month before the college entrance examination, Miss Ye hesitated for half an hour, and trembling, she clicked the friend delete button. Yes, she deleted Mr. Basketball's friends. It's not that Miss Ye doesn't like him. It's just that she found that she had given him 1% of her love and left nothing for herself. Now there is nothing to give him. In the last month of senior three, Miss Ye forced herself not to see him or miss him. It was as difficult to quit the habit of keeping it for two years as it was to give up drugs, but Miss Ye did it.
On the last night before graduation, everyone remembered the past three years in the classroom. Couples no longer cared about the teacher whispering in each other's ears, and friends laughed and rowed as if they would not leave tomorrow, while Miss Ye was sitting alone in her seat, thinking about "If I don't see him, I'll never see him again" for a whole night. So Miss Ye rushed out at the moment when the school bell rang. She knew that Mr. Basketball would ride home with his classmates every night, and today was no exception. It's a five-minute walk from the teaching building to the carport, and Miss Ye ran there in two minutes. There is only one thought in her mind, and I must see him again.
When Miss Ye arrived at the carport, she only saw the back of Mr. Basketball riding on the car. She followed the car like crazy and shouted Mr. Basketball's name. Mr. Basketball didn't turn back, so Miss Ye chased harder and shouted loudly that his speed didn't increase, but Miss Ye couldn't catch up. When Miss Ye ran outside the school gate, she tripped over a roadblock and got up and ran, but in this way, she chased the car to the next street and disappeared. Miss Ye never saw Mr. Basketball again.
Miss Ye sat on the road with no strength, and the friends who followed her saw that Miss Ye's knee was broken, but Miss Ye herself didn't know it. The friend said, "You have a lot of blood on your knee. Go to the hospital quickly!" Miss Ye looked down and suddenly cried-wailing. Friends thought that Miss Ye was frightened by the injury on her leg and took her to the hospital by taxi. The driver was frightened by Miss Ye's crying and drove Xiali out of Ferrari's speed. The doctor who looked at the wound was frightened by Miss Ye's crying, so she had to have a CT check to see if the bone was broken.
Only Miss Ye, who has been crying for more than two hours, knows that it was her love that hurt her tonight. She really spent a hundred percent to love someone, and didn't keep a penny for herself, but she didn't regret it at all, because she was still a simple and lovely Miss Ye after this catastrophe, and this hundred percent love and dedication in her youth turned Miss Ye into a schoolmaster with excellent grades, a girl who is proficient in basketball and a person who knows how to love more.
Miss Ye's love may be humble, and Mr. Basketball may really be a love rat. But this love has turned Miss Ye into a better person. It is still a huge and memorable love. I think that such vastness should be written in every youth in order to live up to the young time.