BBC branch, sports news business, editor-in-chief office.

Frieda stared at Brand with a reluctance. She was kind and had a good temper on weekdays, and got along well with her colleagues. If Brand had rejected her planning case for a formal reason, she would have only taken it back to modify it with her personality, or she had no choice but to give up, but Brand's reason could not convince her at all.

"Why can't Millwall be upgraded? They are already the top five in the league! I think my planning plan is feasible. This planning only requires some shooting and interviews, and does not require much investment at all. If Millwall can complete the upgrade, the program will have a lot of ratings!"

Flida said seriously.

"You said too! The premise is that you can complete the upgrade!"

Brand looked impatient, "You have to know that their head coach is Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang! Don't you know him? He has worked here for a day, and although he only has one day, he can understand clearly. Does he be the head coach? I don't know how he will be Millwall's head coach, but I will never believe that he can lead the team to upgrade! So your planning simply won't work!"

"What you said doesn't work! You didn't think seriously at all!" Frieda replied angrily.

"Be careful with the tone, Miss Flyda! I am the editor-in-chief, you are just an ordinary employee!" Brand said, "I don't know how you were bewitched by him, but I will not consider this plan that is completely unworkable! I will be responsible for the finance and efficiency of the department!"

After receiving such a positive rejection, Flyda panted and glared at Brand.

Everyone outside the office heard the quarrel. A few people walked over, and there were still people piled up in front of the door and looked in through the gap outside the door. They were also talking in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Why did Flyda quarrel with Brand?"

"I don't know either!"

"I know, I know! Flyda seems to have written a program planning about Millwall. She told me a little bit, probably Brand doesn't agree!"

"That guy must not agree!"

"Yes! Millwall's head coach is Zhang Yang, he hates Zhang Yang!"

“…”

In the office, Brand was still saying, "Frida, you have a serious work attitude and a promising future. I believe you were just confused for a while. When May comes, you will find that what I said is right!"

"I would like to emphasize again that Millwall's head coach is Zhang Yang, you have seen him! Will he be any excellent head coach?"

"I don't want to call someone a liar, but I can't think of other words."

"You might be able to write about Wigan Athletics from a different perspective? Or other teams that may be upgraded?"

"Your creativity is good, but you chose the wrong goal..."

Frieda seemed to keep listening, and her expression did not change at all. She just looked coldly. At some point, she seemed to be unable to control her emotions and finally broke out. She pointed at Brand and said word by word, "Don't instill your dirty thoughts in me again! You are a shameful racist!"

"The reason you object is that you hate Asians and Africans, you have serious racial discrimination! As long as you are not a team led by white people, you will not have any favors!"

Brand was about to say something, but Frieda didn't give him a chance, "Don't explain anything anymore, everyone in the entire department is very clear! You are a racist and you also like to bring emotions to your work!"

"When Zhang Yang first came, you hated him and wanted to drive him away! Who doesn't know outside this office? Even the entire BBC knows it! Zhang Yang's Italian, French and Spanish are excellent, and they are excellent employees in any department, but you want him to leave! Now that he has gone to Mirwall, you say that he has become the head coach by deception. Are the others blind? The entire Mirwall club is blind? Perhaps the group of people at the BBC headquarters are also blind? Otherwise, how could they invite Zhang Yang to be a guest on the Champions League live program?"

"Brand! Sir! You are a racist, you are just a slut who works with personal emotions!"

“This is the last thing I said to you!

"I'm going to quit! I don't want to stay here anymore! I'm disgusted and want to vomit after a look at you!"

“There will be many people outside to appreciate my planning!”

Flyda finished speaking in one breath, turned around and left the office, and kicked the door hard, ignoring the stunned people at the door, turning around and walking directly to the elevator entrance.

Brand was stunned in the office, sucked a few breaths of air, and his face became extremely ferocious.

He is about to get mad!

Brand never expected that Flyda, who was usually gentle, would suddenly burst into anger and scold him.

He felt so depressed that he couldn't say anything.

If a person of equal rank criticized him like this, he would definitely be retaliated. But how could he get angry with a girl in his twenties or subordinates?

That's so inappropriate!

Brand only felt anger, holding it above his heart, making him breathless. Then he saw a group of figures at the door, and suddenly became angry. He picked up the ashtray and slapped it on the table, "Get out! Get out of here! Whoever wants to quit, just follow her!"

The figure at the door quickly disappeared.

Brand felt unhappy, so he simply picked up the glass and slammed it hard on the ground. With a "bang", the glass broke all over the floor.

A piece of glass splashed and scratched his arm. Brand quickly covered the wound, gritting his teeth in pain. He ran out of the office and was about to find a doctor to bandage it, but when he arrived at the stairs, he found the elevator hugging. He kicked the elevator door hard again, covering his toes and grinning in pain.

"asshole!"

"hateful!"

"It's all because of damn... Zhang Yang!"

———

Zhang Yang was standing by the training ground, watching the players' training, and suddenly sneezes at one moment.

Alders looked over and cared, "Did you catch a cold? Is it easy to get sick recently?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Yang shook his head.

Tactical drills are being conducted on the field. Frederick is the training commander. He follows the tactical formation formulated by Zhang Yang, so that each player can adjust his position to make the overall defensive tactics take shape.

This is the basis of tactical formation training and it is also a proficiency process that needs to be done as the game approaches.

Frederick has a lot of problems with his personality, but it is undeniable that he is a very excellent assistant coach who can provide precise tactical training to the entire team according to tactical requirements.

This made Zhang Yang much more leisurely, he sighed, "Frederick is indeed excellent in some aspects."

"Yes, he is better than me. No matter how many head coaches he changes from the first team, he can always be an assistant coach." Alders said. "Every head coach hates him, including Falm and Dennis. Maybe you are the same, but he has a strong ability to work."

"I wish he could change that stinky mouth." Zhang Yang said irritated. Frederick's mouth was really annoying.

Alders laughed, "That's not Frederick."

While the two chatted, the training was almost done. Frederick waved to them to see what else to add.

Zhang Yang watched it for a long time, and the training was going well. He walked over to check everyone's position and then shouted loudly, "Just follow this position to compete. Pay attention to the formation midway through the game, and don't give your opponent some chance!"

The tactical formation training has ended and the morning time is almost done.

Zhang Yang looked at the time and let all the players disband early. "You can rest for five minutes, but you still have to train as usual in the afternoon."

In the afternoon, the team arranged simple tactical training.

Zhang Yang also arranged a tactical class temporarily, and Frederick scoffed at it. He believed that it would be difficult to explain tactics to the players with Zhang Yang's level. He whispered to Alders, "Everything to find a youth team player is much better than his tactical level!"

Frederick said that to some extent is correct.

There is an old Chinese saying that "there are successive things in the knowledge and knowledge, and the profession is specialized." In many tactical fields, Zhang Yang did not have much contact, but the tactical class he offered was only about competitions with Wigan Athletics.

Zhang Yang wants to conduct tactical classes, which will allow each player to have a clearer understanding of the tactical style of Wigan Athletics.

They had a week of training before and then conducted a detailed tactical class, which allowed the players to understand some tactical details based on practice.

At first, you can't remember these things. After practicing tactical training, you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Alders understood this truth, and Frederick also understood it, but he was unwilling to admit it. Whenever he saw Zhang Yang's place in which he was better than him, jealousy appeared unconsciously. Perhaps deep down in his heart, he had already recognized Zhang Yang's ability, but he would never admit it.

Zhang Yang ignored Frederick at all.

After spending a long time together, Zhang Yang began to ignore Frederick's stinky mouth. As long as it was something he wanted to do, Frederick said nothing would have any effect.

Coach office.

Zhang Yang used a large tactical board to patiently explain to all players, and the main content of the defensive tactics of Wigan Athletics is the coordination of defensive formations. The 523 formation has to ensure that there are seven players in the backcourt. Whether a single player is broken through or a player makes a mistake, other players can quickly make up for defense.

This is the key point of defense.

The lines were clearly drawn on the tactical board, which also allowed all players to understand the tactical formations they had trained in the past week.

Zhang Yang spent half an hour talking about all the arrangements.

Afterwards, Zhang Yang began to explain the attack, "Our offense relies on the frontcourt. If you have the opportunity, drive the ball to the left or right." He circled two areas on the tactical board. "When you have the opportunity, players on both sides should pay attention to inserting, but you should still pay attention to not attacking too far. No matter when, defense is the most important thing."

"As long as there is a ball, kick forward, don't cooperate too much in the backcourt. Kevin, you are the key point of counterattack. Whether we can win in this game depends on you..."

Braniff became the only player to be named.

Many people looked at him.

Braniff couldn't suppress his inner excitement. When he learned that he started, he was a little excited. Now he knew that he was shouldering the burden of winning. He was the only player among the eleven players who did not need defense.

He suddenly felt a little lucky to be the head coach.

When Dennis Wise was the head coach, he was at most a third striker and the chief substitute on the front line, but in the end he was just a substitute. He was never an important figure in determining the outcome.

Now that the appearance is the most important player, the only forward among the eleven people, a player who does not need to participate in defense.

He is more important!
Chapter completed!