You are an ordinary human male teenager, currently nineteen years old, studying at an ordinary university in London, England.
It's ordinary, it will melt in place in about ten seconds if put into a crowd.
What's unusual is that you have a magical family curse: if no one loves you one day, you will die.
To put it simply: someone must love you before you can live until tomorrow.
To be honest, it's unscientific, but your family has had this curse for eight generations.
Thanks to these ancestors who are tenacious and hardworking, your family is a famous playboy family in your hometown in the Netherlands. If you go out for a walk after dinner for ten minutes, you will get 20 rotten eggs thrown at you.
Like your ancestors, you have no plans to die young. In your early years, with your youthful and lovely appearance, you went out to help ten old ladies cross the road every day and received their sincere words of "the baby is so cute, I love you" to keep you alive. However, as you grow older, it is difficult to call you "cute" as you are currently 1.9 Meters tall.
Is it possible that you, like your ancestors, have to become a scumbag who changes thirty-one girlfriends every month?
You have received thirteen years of higher education, and you can't do such a thing that hurts a little girl's feelings. However, the storage life of helping an old lady cross the road with great intensity when you were a child is running out.
Counting the days to live is uncomfortable. You feel anxious every day. You fail three required courses in a row at the end of the semester and almost repeat the grade.
You lay down in the dormitory and cried bitterly.
Your friend comforts you: "It doesn't matter. I just failed three courses. We are a British undergraduate. We can just spend more money to fool the school."
——Oh, one more thing, because of the old man and old lady who squats on the curb all year round to cross the road, your academic performance is not very good, so you have to spend money to go to college. With an undergraduate degree from London Pheasant University, it is obvious to the naked eye that you will be unemployed upon graduation.
You feel bad: "Why don't 30,000 people love me for no reason?"
This jumping topic makes your friend confused, but since he can be your friend, he naturally has his own logic and can smoothly follow your words: "Thirty thousand people are too many, I can make thirty people love you."
You raised your head: "Thirty people are not too few. What should I say? What can I do?"
Friend: "The college football match is missing one out of ten this afternoon. Come and put out the fire. If we win, our class will fall in love with you."
Seeing you lying down again, he immediately added: "I will love you when you come."
Friendship is also considered love, and one is never too little.
There you go.
You won, and someone does love you.
But does this love come too easily?
After playing football, your friend hugs you and cries with joy: "First time, first time, first time I win as a midfielder, woo woo woo, boss, I love you and I will follow you forever woo woo woo."
You looked thoughtfully at the thirty-day lifespan easily earned in ninety minutes. In my memory, the fans seem to be quite fanatical, otherwise... "How about I become a football player tomorrow?"
Friend:...?
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1. Bosses, I'm here again, and it's still my favorite growth and upgrade stream. This time the text is in the third person, so you can eat it with confidence!
2. The protagonist is the Dutch center, the club Leyton Orient will not transfer, the national team Netherlands, the timeline is from around 10 to 2014
3.1V1CP Kane, daily life, OOC is inevitable
4. Everyone understands the glory of the championship
Intention: hard work will be rewarded