Now that fans from other places were coming, it was time to let them experience the joy their parents felt eating roasted chicken on the green-skinned trains of their era.
Seeing the lively discussion in the group, Lin Xu sent a message: "There will be roasted chicken for National Day. You all can bring some for the road when you leave Beijing."
This message made everyone in the group pause.
"Who changed their nickname to 'Boss Lin' to make us laugh again?"
"No way, it's really Boss Lin! Oh my god, my idol has parachuted into the fan group!"
"Are we really having roasted chicken, Boss Lin?"
"Then I'll cancel my high-speed train ticket and switch to a regular train. Eating roasted chicken on a high-speed train just doesn't feel right."
"I'm switching too. Brothers, I'm from Hui. Anyone on the same route?"
"I'm so looking forward to Boss Lin's roasted chicken! Tearing it apart on the train... won't the kid in the next seat cry himself hoarse?"
