The Jiangsu City Football League is in full swing. Xuzhou are away against Suqian, and the two sides clash like fire and water. A thousand years after the Chu-Han conflict, the two sides are at war once again. By halftime, the entire substitutes' bench is empty, with no one left to send in. Striker Gao Bingxu tells the coach that his own father used to play even better than he does. The coach is speechless at the sight of Gao's dad, who is already 45, but there's nothing he can do. Then the veteran comes on and scores three goals in just 11 minutes. The whole stadium is stunned, and then everyone goes wild.
But afterward, the most devastating comment for all the fans comes from an online post: “No wonder Chinese football never makes it. A player this good, still playing at this level at 45, spent only three days on the provincial team before they sent him back because his technique was poor. A guy who can score from 45 meters away has bad technique? Who do they think they're fooling? It's a pity he's a footballer. If he were Quan Baochan, at least he could carry the team on her individual ability. But this is a team sport, so everyone should just wash up and go to bed. Chinese football will never make it. I said that twenty years ago, and I'll say it again now. And Fengzi, I owe you an apology. I nearly ruined your career back then. We were rivals, so you have to understand. I'm really jealous that you still have such a great physique at 45.”
Gao Feng feels heartbroken when he sees the post. It's true, he's getting old too. At 45, how many more years can he play, even as an amateur? Fortunately, even Heaven can't bear to watch him suffer. As Gao Feng sits on Zifang Mountain, lamenting the passing of time, he's struck by lightning. Then he discovers that his stomach seems to have become an engine: as long as he eats his fill, his energy is limitless.