There are 24 teams in the English Championship, each team has to play a total of 46 home and away games against 23 opponents, excluding the interval between the bi-monthly international break, vacating the League Cup and FA Cup, and the remaining time is almost not enough to arrange games.

In the ten days leading up to Christmas, Millwall have three league games to play, with the past one coming against Sunderland.

Two days later, it was a clash with 'Seagulls' Brighton.

Millwall are still playing at home, and the team is not in a hurry to do anything, just wait for the game with peace of mind.

So Zhang Yang is not in a hurry, his work will not start for a long time.

After arriving at the club, Zhang Yang went straight to the restaurant, waking up too late in the morning and not having time to eat, filling his stomach was more important than anything else.

Millwall's in-house restaurant serves the entire club, with the first team and staff eating here, with the first-team players coming after 11:30 a.m. at the end of the morning training session, and the rest of the staff, who revolve around the first team.

When Zhang Yang came to the restaurant, there was not even one in the hall inside.

The service staff in the restaurant didn't expect anyone to come, there was a man and a woman standing there chatting, and they were so engaged that they didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

"Hi buddy! Give me a steak! That's it, there's a lot of fat! ”

Zhang Yang shouted.

The waiter was startled, and turned his head to see Zhang Yang a little puzzled, "Are you ......?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"Do you work at Millwall? Sorry, we only offer club ......"

"Of course." Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, "I joined the company the day before yesterday." ”

"What position?"

"Race Instructor."

The male waiter was stunned for a while, and the female companion next to him suddenly said, "That's right, the club has one more game instructor, a very interesting position, I watched the game with Sunderland, it's him!" ”

Zhang Yang let out a long breath.

"You're dining for the first time, right? I need your work permit. ”

"Work permit?"

Zhang Yang was suddenly a little embarrassed, he went to work for a day, the entry procedures were completed yesterday, and the work permit is estimated to be still with Ebenezer, "Is it okay to have a work permit?" I'll pay cash, man, I'm starving, you're not going to let me run again! ”

The two waiters glanced at each other, but it was easy to make sure that Zhang Yang was from the club, "Okay, but when you come back, you must bring your work card and ask me to brush it on the machine." ”

"No problem."

Zhang Yang agreed with a smile, he ordered a steak, a few slices of bread, and a glass of milk, and ate it at the small table next to him.

He chatted with two waiters while eating.

They are the staff in charge of the restaurant.

The man's name was Rigal, in his early twenties, very young, but not just a waiter, but also half a cook, responsible for simple tasks such as baking bread and stirring milk; The woman's name is Ebson, she is a little older, about thirty years old, and she is responsible for cooking meat, such as roast chicken and steak.

The steak that Zhang Yang ordered was freshly fried by Ebson, and he put several pieces in his mouth in a row, chewing and smiling at Ebson, "It tastes good, I really want to eat it every day." ”

Ebson laughed out loud, "How old are you, you can flirt with women." ”

"Eighteen." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"You're only eighteen?" Rigal's eyes widened, "You can work at the age of eighteen, and you can still be a 'competition instructor'?" ”

"Rigal, you're naïve and cute." Ebson rolled his eyes.

Zhang Yang said, "I think I am eighteen years old every day. ”

"I feel the same way." Ebson looked approving.

This time it was Rigal's turn to roll his eyes, "So you're joking, you two are really thick-skinned!" ”

Zhang Yang laughed with the two, and quickly sent all the things on the table to his stomach, he stood up and yawned, stretched his waist, greeted the two, and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

As soon as I walked to the goal, I saw players walking in one after another.

A shout came from the side, "Zhang Yang, you came to work today?" ”

Zhang Yang turned his head to see that it was Curtis Weston, next to him was Masterson, the two were coming to dine together, he smiled at the two, "Yes, I just came, I went to the restaurant to eat something." ”

There were also a few players who came over, some talked to Zhang Yang, and they knew each other, so they said hello, and those who didn't just glanced at each other and walked away.

Zhang Yang turned the corner of the restaurant, and two people walked across from him, he stopped, waved and said hello, "Denise, Frederick!" ”

"Zhang Yang?"

Denise Wise was a little surprised.

Frederick's face was not very good, and he didn't know if he saw Zhang Yang like this, or if he had always been like this, but he still nodded with difficulty, which could be regarded as a greeting.

Wise asked, "You're coming to work?" ”

'There's a game today, a home game against Brighton, right?'

"I didn't expect you to remember clearly." Frederick's voice was slightly sarcastic, "I thought you were so relaxed that you forgot." ”

Zhang Yang shrugged.

He said hello to the two of them, and passed by, Frederick's face really made it difficult for him to talk about it with interest.

Frederick was angry enough, "You see his lazy look? Where is it like to come to work? He's more laid-back than the boss! ”

Wise was silent.

Frederick continued to say in a voice that could be heard at intervals of several tens of meters, "He doesn't take his work seriously at all, it's a game day, he should have come in the morning, but he didn't." What kind of 'race instructor' he is, I don't know what Mr. Grigory thinks! ”

Wise was a little embarrassed, as if he was afraid that Zhang Yang would hear it, and turned his head to look, but Flandrick didn't care at all, and his voice became louder and louder.

He was a little depressed.

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't come to work in the morning, he still had the idea of 'this kid forgot the schedule', but he didn't expect that after the morning's training, this kid walked out of the restaurant? That is, he came to the club, and the first destination was not the first-team training ground, but to go to the restaurant to fill his stomach? More importantly, the purpose of the other party is to go to the game with the team and take up his most important work before.

Frederick is going to blow up!

Zhang Yang was not in the mood to pay attention to the resentful guy, he went to the coach's office in the office building, turned on the computer to check yesterday's training records, he just glanced at it, and looked up Brighton's information.

Ahead of the afternoon game, he will need to remember the names of the likely Brighton players and look at their recent performances.

When it comes to the game, it may be useful.

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Two o'clock in the afternoon.

All the players are assembled at the training ground and they have to warm up before the game.

Denice Wise also wants to use the time to familiarize the team with a few small routines, hoping that it can be used in the game.

Frederick and Wise directed the team's training together.

They were busy on the field.

Zhang Yang sat on the sidelines a little leisurely, completely becoming a spectator.

In fact, he also wanted to go over and see how the two arranged the training, although he didn't have to interfere in the training work, but it was always good to learn something.

However, Frederick did not let it go, and his words were strongly resistant, "You are a 'race instructor', and you are not responsible for training!" ”

So Zhang Yang could only watch leisurely, he was lying on the grass, basking in the warm sun, it was not easy to have such a good weather in London in December.

The sun shone on his face, and he closed his eyes in a daze, and when he woke up again, someone was shaking his body.

"Wake up! Sheet! ”

Zhang Yang was still a little confused, he got up from the ground lazily, and found that the training on the court was still going on, and the person next to him was Josh Simpson, "Josh? What's wrong? ”

"Mr. Grigori called you over!"

Zhang Yang nodded, and he looked at the court again, "Denise and Frederick also went?" ”

Josh Simpson nodded, then laughed, "They don't seem to have any intention of waking you up, though." ”

"Thank you."

Zhang Yang pursed his lips.

The tension with his colleagues is actually quite annoying, but the conflict between him and Frederick is a direct conflict of the nature of the work, and unless he resigns and leaves, the relationship between them will not be good.

Zhang Yang felt that this 'semi-part-time' job was not bad and had great development prospects, but he never thought of resigning, so he could only accept this situation.

Fortunately, there was not much contact between the two sides.

Frederick is in charge of training, he is only in charge of the game, there is no duplication of work.

When he arrived at the chairman's door, Zhang Yang heard a loud voice inside, "That Chinese kid is too lazy!" The player is training, we're all working hard for the game, but he's sleeping! ”

"Everyone has seen it, the impact is too bad!"

"He doesn't work hard at all!"

"It's a matter of attitude towards work! Don't work hard! Not seriously! It's okay if you don't work on weekdays, but it's still like this on game days......"