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Chapter 579 Paleo

Yang Luo came down with his backpack in his hand, and the children around him looked over curiously, and surrounded him one after another, staring at Yang Luo curiously with two pairs of big eyes.

"We haven't had any outsiders here for a long time, don't be surprised." The driver said politely.

Yang Luo nodded and looked around.

"Excuse me, how does the Paryo team go?"

"I'll take you there," the driver enthusiastically took Yang Luo over.

The environment of the village of Pallio is relatively simple, surrounded by houses made of yellow mud, which is in stark contrast to the bustling scene of de Janeiro. It is hard to imagine that there is such a village in the capital of Brazil.

Yang Luo's appearance still attracted the attention of many local people.

"Palyo is our local football team. It's in our village, not far ahead." The driver said, pointing to the road ahead.

Yang Luo didn't speak, but just followed behind.

Soon, in front of a shabby house, the driver stopped and shouted: "Drunkard, there is a guest, why don't you come out to greet him."

For a long time, there was no sound inside.

The driver smiled, pointed to the front and said, "Demaduo must have drunk too much again, you wait here." After speaking, the driver trotted into the house.

Soon, a bustling voice came out.

"What are you doing, don't you see that I'm still asleep?" While talking, a drunken man came out with the help of the driver.

The man is in his 50s, has no hair, and his mouth is full of alcohol. Even if he stands far away, the strong smell of alcohol can be smelled in the air.

Yang Luo stood there without any expression. After the driver helped him over, he was a little excited and said, "Drunkard, open your eyes. He came to play football with me, you know it."

When the people around heard that they were here to play football, they all became excited.

Quite a few people were chattering, especially those children who were even more excited.

Yang Luo didn't understand why these people were so excited, but seeing the drunk man in front of him, he couldn't help frowning: "Is he the head coach of Pallio?"

The driver nodded: "Don't look at this guy who is drunk all day, he still has a way of playing football."

After speaking, the driver yelled at Demado: "Drunkard, wake up, Yang Luo is here."

"Yang Luo?" Demado hiccupped and looked up at Yang Luo, but when he raised his head, his eyes suddenly widened.

"You are really Yang Luo."

Demado shouted excitedly as if he was sober.

Yang Luo didn't know why the other party was so excited, so he just nodded his head.

Demado was very excited. He walked around Yang Luo a few times and shouted loudly: "Haha, it's really Yang Luo. When Yang Luo comes, we will be saved."

Demado is very happy, but more people don't know why he is happy.

The driver asked curiously, "Drunkard, are you drinking too much? Why are you so excited?"

Demado pointed at Yang Luo, the excitement on his face hadn't dissipated.

"You know, Yang Luo is amazing. He just helped Racing Santander win the Copa del Rey, and he is also the winner of the Copa del Rey Golden Boot. For a player like this, I'm begging for the stars and the moon. Tell me Excited or not."

"What you said is true?" The driver was very surprised, and now he didn't know that the thin and weak Chinese in front of him had such glory.

Demado hurriedly pulled Yang Luo, "I'm looking forward to you coming, as soon as you come, we will be saved, God bless, God bless."

Yang Luo didn't understand what the other party meant by being saved, and he couldn't help the other party at all now.

"Mr. Coach, I think we need to talk first."

In a small room.

Yang Luo and Demado sat on the bench. Demado lost the excitement before, but had a gloomy expression on his face. He still held the wine bottle and knocked it a few times.

"Is everything on the news true?"

Yang Luo didn't deny it, and continued to nod his head.

Demado sighed, and the excitement just now was gone.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, God is jealous of talents," Demado said, shaking his head: "You said you played well, but why did your body fail all of a sudden? I'm really not reconciled."

Yang Luo did not continue to discuss this topic with the other party.

"Laura should have told you all about it."

Demado nodded: "I said it, but I still don't believe it, but then again, I'm very interested in you."

"Thank you, but I'm afraid it will take me a long time." With his current physical condition, Yang Luo can't guarantee whether he can recover. Even if he recovers, it may not happen overnight.

Demado nodded: "Yang Luo, no matter what you were like before or now, you can rest assured when you come to my place, but the conditions must be clarified with you first."

"Our team is only a local third-tier team, not a regular team, so there is no salary here, you have to know that."

"Do you have food?" Yang Luo raised his head and asked.

Demado smiled: "Don't worry about this, Dun Dun has it."

"As long as there is food and housing, that's all. I don't have any requirements." Yang Luo said.

Demado was very surprised. Yang Luo is a big name that beats Ronaldo and Messi. This kind of person's worth is estimated at astronomical figures, but it is too difficult to come to him and not receive a penny.

"By the way, we are an amateur team, neither the environment nor the diet can keep up with your previous team, so you have to know."

Regarding the environment, Yang Luo has never been picky, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than his previous home.

Yang Luo nodded, "Coach, I understand." Yang Luo stood up and looked at the already dark environment outside.

Demado also stood up quickly. For him, Yang Luo is a big-name star, and for his own dream, he can do anything to keep him.

"Anyway, the environment is like this, what do you think?" Demado was very nervous, for fear that Yang Luo would regret it.

Yang Luo shook his head: "It's okay."

Demado breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and quickly said: "Yang Luo, you can stay here without worry, I will take care of everything, and I have prepared a room for you."

"Okay, I happen to be a little tired, can you lend me a phone for a while." Yang Luo has landed safely, and still needs to make some calls.

In the simple room, looking out the window, although it is already November, the local temperature is still very high, and the local mosquitoes make Yang Luo hard to guard against.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment outside, Yang Luo's longing for his hometown became more and more intense, but he always adhered to a belief in his mind, he would never go back if he didn't mix it up.

Tonight's phone call, Yang Luo only gave Laura and Coach Yin a call, basically to talk about the current situation.

Laura didn't add anything extra, but Coach Yin was very worried and had a somewhat blaming attitude. He ran to Brazil without saying a word. Isn't this a joke? Besides, he had never heard of this Parjo.

But Yang Luo's reason is also very simple, he wants to start over.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Luo thought about it, and decided that he should call Zhang Xiao, so as soon as he called, Zhang Xiao's surprised cry came.

"Brazil? Yang Luo, are you crazy?"

(End of this chapter)