After eight years of sweeping the land, Shi Hengyi's greatest skill is to kick mineral water bottles into a trash can ten meters away.
Until that day, a 120-year-old man with sunglasses appeared at the gate of Shaolin Temple, looking at him with tears.
"I've been waiting for a hundred years, and finally it's here."
The old man gave him a list: Tietou Zhang who demolished the wall, Feng Qingyang who was handicapped, Ma Xiaodong who stole data, and Lao Han who moved bricks.
Five people abandoned by the world formed Shaolin FC.
In the first game, the ball was broken and the goal was a paint bucket.
The first time it was trending was because its running distance was not as long as that of a Corgi.
Facing the capital siege for the first time, Lao Han rushed into the fire and protected a red card with his life.
Everyone said: Why did you win?
Tietou Zhang stood up with his bleeding head on his head: "With my head, I have hit ten thousand walls."
Feng Qingyang saved the penalty kick with his right hand that had been useless for twenty years: "With my hand, I still don't want to lose it."
Ma Xiaodong hacked into the genetic laboratory: "With my brain, I can do some calculations that they can't."
Before he died, Lao Han gave Shi Hengyi the whistle: "With this, he is still clean."
2080, The night of the World Cup final.
Ninety-three minutes, corner kick.
When Shi Hengyi jumped up, he heard Lao Han's whistle.
[Already collected by millions of people] This is not a football story, it is a story of five "waste" picking each other up.
