The Chelsea players stood aside, waiting for Huang Kaiwen to finish changing before heading out together.
Squeak—
After adjusting his shoelaces, Huang Kaiwen tugged at his shorts, the fit was just right.
"Let's go."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"Wait, Kevin, you forgot something."
Terry said.
He walked up to Huang Kaiwen with a smile, helping him fasten the armband on his left arm, patting Huang Kaiwen's shoulder and said: "Let's go, captain."
"Thanks, John."
Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.
Terry said with a smile: "It's what everyone thinks."
Squeak—
Huang Kaiwen pushed open the door; the home team's locker room door also opened.
Real Madrid players were getting ready for warm-ups.
Huang Kaiwen decided to let his teammates go ahead so he could greet his old friends.
"Meeting again."
Raul said seriously: "Next up, we're opponents."
"Good luck, old man."
Huang Kaiwen nodded with a smile.
"Hey, Kevin."
Sneijder nodded and said.
"Good luck, Wesley."
