Aragaos Corintiano is a team formed by Corinthians fans.

  In the vicinity, there are at least 5 Corinthians Paulista teams, Alagoas being one of the better ones. Although they are a semi-professional league and can only participate in some regional amateur competitions, they are part of the Corinthians youth training system, which also gives this Paulista team a certain weight within Corinthians.

  But this also has a certain relationship with the high success rate of this mountain club.

  When Deko arrived at Aragao with a gloomy face and a large bag on his back, the group of boys playing soccer on the bare grass stopped what they were doing and stared at him, whispering to each other.

  "Another unlucky guy!" said a relatively sturdy black-haired young man with a smile.

  "Don't be distracted, focus on training, all of you!" a tall and robust middle-aged man with a slightly dark complexion shouted from the side.

  The boys were suddenly scared off one by one, only that sturdy black-haired boy was still staring at Deko with great interest.

  "Peipei, be friendly, don't scare him!" the middle-aged man shouted.

  The robust young man curled his lip, "I'm not interested in those who come down from Corinth with a hangdog look!" After finishing speaking, he proudly turned around and rushed to the stadium, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, scaring the surrounding players into dispersing.

  "Hello, I'm the head coach of Alagoas, you can call me Lima!" The middle-aged man came to Deko, who was looking around, and introduced himself.

  "Hello, they all call me Deko!"

  "I know!" Lima said with a smile, then tried to take the luggage from Deko's hands, but the latter subconsciously dodged, what an experienced kid!

  Lima made a judgment in her heart and didn't say much. She took Deke with her into the training ground, heading towards the row of simple dormitories up ahead.

  In Brazil, there are not many youth teams that can afford this kind of accommodation, Alagoas is one of them, so many children are very happy to come here to play football, almost full.

  "Almost every young man from Corinth is like you at first, but it gets better with time!" Lima said with a smile.

  Deke looked at Lima's smiling face and didn't believe his words at all.

  Lima seemed to have noticed this too, and looked a bit embarrassed, shrugging his shoulders helplessly. "Want to hear the truth?"

  Deke hesitated for a moment and nodded.

  "You've had your chance!" Lima replied ruthlessly.

  "I've seen your file, you played 17 games for Corinthians, scored 2 goals, and that's a terrible performance for them, so they didn't want to sign a professional contract with you, but they also didn't know how to get rid of you, so they sent you here. Do you know what Alagoas is?"

  Dekolooked stunned, and Lima sighed: "We can't even participate in the third-tier league, this is reality!"

  Although 19-year-old Deko had expected this, hearing the reality still made him feel quite uncomfortable.

  He had always dreamed of changing his fate through football like most young people, but after drifting from one club to another, none of them thought highly of Deko. It wasn't until he met Corinthians that he got the chance to try out and play, and if he performed well, he could sign a contract.

  But what about the result?

  Is this really how I'm going to spend the rest of my life?

  Lima looked at the young man in front of him, feeling a few points of sympathy, because when he was young, he also came this way, only to choose to teach in this place, and put his hopes on his son, that is Pepe.

  "Don't be sad, I'll tell you, Deko. Although we can't even play in the formal matches, there are also many scouts around us who are staring at us. As long as you perform well, I can introduce you to some professional clubs."

  As if afraid that Deko wouldn't believe him, Lima smiled proudly, "Have you heard of Marcelinho?"

  Deke shook his head, he hadn't heard of it being normal.

  "He's a disciple who walked out of here, now playing for Branco in Brazil's third tier. He has performed well for two consecutive seasons and I heard that S?o Paulo is eyeing him!"

  "Look, it's actually quite simple to stand out from the crowd. The key is to have confidence in yourself and be willing to put in the effort, because miracles will always only happen for those who are prepared, understand?"

  Dekker didn't know whether Lima was telling the truth or not, but he had indeed heard of many cases like Marcelino's, so he didn't refute him and just nodded slightly.

  "I have a friend who recently went to Portugal and is working for a lower-level league team there. I've already asked him for help, if you perform well and have the ability, then I can introduce you to try out for that club. It's a European team, although it's a lower level, but more formal than here, and the pay is also higher. If your abilities are good enough, you'll be discovered by top league teams and become famous!"

  Lima extremely encouraged Deko, because he had been young before, so he knew that for this moment's Deko, nothing else was needed, only confidence could make him continue to hold on to hope.

  "Really?" As expected, Deke's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise after hearing that.

  Europe is a paradise-like world for all Brazilian grassroots players.

  "Of course, and it's better that you didn't sign a contract with Corinthians, because you can save a lot of transfer fees, they will give you more salary for this, you earned it, kid!" Lima said with a smile.

  Deke also laughed after hearing this, it was his first laugh since entering Alagoas.

  "Go change your clothes, we're going to start training now, remember, show yourself well!"

  De Ke nodded heavily and flew away.

  Looking at Deko's back, Lima's smile was instantly retracted. His previous words were half true and half false, just to encourage Deko a bit. In fact, how many people who came to this team can really stand out?

  Go to Portugal?

  Every year, many Brazilian players secretly go there just to play football and make a name for themselves, but look at the Portuguese league now, how many Brazilian players are there?

  This world is just so unfair, everyone only looks at those who stand out, but no one pays attention to the vast majority of eliminated people who are trampled under their feet and become their stepping stones.

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