The coaching career started as a college team coach

"De Paul's agent didn't set up any obstacles. We completed the negotiations smoothly and he can book a flight."

"Okay, I understand." Wei Le said with satisfaction.

"How is your side? Is the trip smooth?"

"No big deal. I just arrived in Buenos Aires and plan to meet him directly."

"Then I wish you good luck." Shi Yu hung up the phone.

Wei Le put down his phone. Rodri was still sleeping on his shoulder. Looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, Wei Le retracted his gaze, turned the phone screen horizontally, and pressed the button to continue playing.

On the TV screen, the movie has been played, and even the cast and crew have been played. Looking at the black screen that will no longer make any sound, the young Paraguayan striker sighed.

He exited the full screen and stared at the title of the movie in a daze.

"GOAL!"

This movie is also translated as "One Ball to Fame".

Almiron scratched his head and sat up from the chair. There was no light in the room, and the computer was the only light source. Under the illumination of the computer screen, the medals that Almiron hung casually on the wall shone in the dark.

Almiron poured a glass of water and drank it all, then sat on his bed.

His parents had fallen asleep, but Almiron couldn't sleep.

He closed his eyes, and the clips from the movie that had just been played flashed through his mind again.

"Santiago shoots!!!!"

Almiron opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the gray ceiling, and closed his eyes again.

"Almiron received the ball!"

Almiron opened his eyes again, and he almost jumped up. He suddenly appeared in a very large stadium, very, very large, with countless people making deafening noises.

The ball rolled towards him, and Almiron subconsciously stopped the ball, and in a blink of an eye he saw the burly defender rushing towards him.

"But I'm still in my pajamas!" Almiron was still barefoot and in his pajamas, but the defender in front of him was getting closer and closer, so Almiron took a deep breath.

He jumped up with his toes, and the defender shoveled over, and the ball just jumped over the defender's head and landed behind him, and Almiron started running, bypassing the burly opponent and chasing the ball!

"At the last moment, Almiron faces the goalkeeper!"

At the end of the smoke, there really was a goal. In front of the goal, looking at the goalkeeper who was ready to go, he roared and opened his arms to Almiron!

Almiron couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. He just wanted to shoot, just wanted to score!

So Almiron did what he was best at, he strode forward, and the ball stayed around his feet obediently, like a living pet!

The goalkeeper rushed towards him with a ferocious face, and Almiron chose to shoot the far corner! !

Almiron swung his legs, but just when he was about to kick the ball, he felt as if he had suddenly stepped on the air, and the next step was the abyss!

The anxiety of falling enveloped the young boy, and Almiron screamed. He was falling, falling in the bottomless pit!

"Ah!!!!"

Almiron jumped up from the bed.

"Mickey! What's wrong with you?" The mother's footsteps sounded, "I want to open the door?"

"I'm fine, Mom, I'm fine."

"Did you have a nightmare?" The mother hugged the young Almiron distressedly, "Poor child."

Almiron sighed, he felt the warmth from his mother.

"You have been under a lot of pressure recently, is it because you don't know how to choose the future?" The mother was very worried, "You have been sleeping late recently, I am worried about you."

Almiron wanted to shake his head, but after a long silence, he nodded.

"Mickey, look at this house." Following his mother's hand, Almiron looked at the room they were in, "This is what you bought for us, isn't it?"

Almiron nodded.

"You said at the time that your goal of playing football was to get us out of that shabby house. You see, you succeeded." The mother smiled and said, "We like this house and our current life very much."

"Mickey, you have done well enough. For us, for this family."

"But, Mom, our life can be better..."

"I know, Mickey. I know." The mother nodded, stroking her son's broad shoulders, "But it's good enough."

"Mickey, you are 22 years old, you should have planned your career long ago. You have done enough for this family, and now it's time to do something for yourself."

Almiron did not respond. There were two contracts on his desk, one from England and one from the United States.In terms of personal treatment, the one from the United States is obviously more generous, where he can be an absolute star player and get the salary he dreams of.

But the one from England means that he has already stepped into the European football stage. He wants to be a world-famous professional player. If he goes to England, he will have embarked on the road to success. But at the same time, he must start with a lower salary. Similarly, this means leaving America, leaving his most familiar environment, and crossing the ocean.

Almiron hopes to accept the one from England, but looking at his parents who still go out early and come back late, Almiron is a little hesitant. Although his dream is to become a world-famous football player, he will not forget that during the time he lived in the slums, playing football was his only way to change his family's situation.

After he was spotted by the Argentine giants Lanus, he used most of the team's salary to improve his family's life. Lanus treated him well, but such a salary was only enough for Almiron's parents to move out of the slums. Almiron hopes his parents can work less hard and make up for the lost goodness.

"Mickey, you could have gone to a factory or an office like your classmates. There is always a way for you, but we support you in choosing football." His mother said, "That's because we know you are happiest when you play football."

"We didn't care whether you could make money or how much money you could make at first. Even if I work as a cashier for the rest of my life, it would not be unacceptable. But when we watched you play football, you smiled happily."

"As long as you are happy, that's enough, Mickey."

"So, Mom will give you a suggestion." His mother patted Almiron's head with a smile, "Choose the path that makes you happiest."

"Goal to Fame" is Almiron's favorite movie. Since it was released in 2005, Almiron has forgotten how many times he has watched this movie.

Almiron often stares at the protagonist Santiago in a daze. He will put himself in Santiago's perspective and imagine himself wearing a black and white striped shirt and running on St. James Stadium.

Santiago is so lucky that he was spotted by a scout and invited to play in England.

If he could play in a place like St. James' Stadium with 40,000 to 50,000 people watching him, he would probably be very happy.

Almiron didn't say anything, but hugged his mother tighter.