A dark blue sun umbrella with a steel skeleton supported under the umbrella surface. Although the sun is so sensual now, it will still be a bit unbearable after being sunbathed for a long time. Moreover, although Galimah Publishing House has not made too many arrangements in marketing methods, it may also want readers to experience the simplest and original quick reading. It does not want too many gimmicks and means to communicate between readers and authors, but only the layout of the signing scene can give people a comfortable and safe feeling. At least the current workbenches of several authors are definitely not as signed in China. A very inconspicuous small table and chair will knock people off, but choose to almost directly take the newly decorated house as furniture office supplies.

Just behind such a simple and literary temporary desk, Yang Yi, Louis Jacques and other writers were buried together, signing names for their readers one by one, and chatting with each other with a smile. Behind the tall trees on both sides of the tower, those commercial stores and buildings stood quietly, witnessing the changes on both sides of the Seine. It seemed that no matter how long it took, they could only be more settled, rather than getting old.

These buildings, coupled with the seemingly eternal river water, divide the entire Paris into pieces, and spread on the magnificent territory of the French capital in scattered without fragmentation. Ant-like streams of people wandered in the middle, either busy or leisurely.

People yearn for beautiful scenery, street artists who sit on the street and play forever, women who come and go in and out of the neighborhood food store to purchase their families for a day, foreign white-collar workers who have briefcases under their arms foreseeing customers, and even those who are sitting in their cars waiting for the traffic lights at the intersection, occasionally looking at the tower. There is also a hint of pride or expectation in their eyes. This is a symbol and symbol of their own country, a building known to the earth. If it is not for making living expenses, if it is not for preparing dinner for men who have been busy for a day outside and children who have returned from school, if it is not for rushing to the meeting place agreed with the customers, how many people feel that their current life is satisfactory enough? Instead, they can be more leisurely, hoping that they can enjoy this beautiful afternoon in late spring and early summer like those tourists feeding white pigeons under the tower?

But for Yang Yi, such a beautiful afternoon seemed to be a little scary because of the things that the man who seemed to be a fellow villager in front of him suddenly took out of his bag.

Just when the boy saw what was on the man's hand, but he didn't know what the square square was for, so he subconsciously wanted to ask "What do you want to do" vigilantly, the old man with a kind and enthusiastic face suddenly smiled at him inexplicably, and the expression on his face was somewhat creepy. Even the time traveler who had experienced rebirth was able to face most situations calmly because of his grasp of the future, but a guy who seemed to be a madman was obviously not within the scope of the rebirth who could treat calmly, because madman was just the one who could not predict his actions. Even the most amazing astrologer and Zhou Yi people who had been in the past and present will be no exception.

Maybe it's just a prank?

In just over a second, the best guess that Yang Yi could think of was the one above. But when he looked at the man in front of him, he was not afraid at all, but his pupils were suddenly covered with blood. His expression was almost crazy, and the boy knew that he seemed to have guessed something wrong. But will a serious incident happen next? The boy had no time to imagine. He could only lean his neck slightly according to the most basic nature of his body.

One second later, or half a second later, the man suddenly pointed the big object in his hand at Yang Yi, and then the suddenly blazing flames appeared particularly violent in the sun. The flames passed through the eyes of everyone around him. It was a camping igniter, which was not common in China today. However, in European and American countries where donkeys and adventures are already very popular, this kind of thing is something you can buy in any outdoor equipment store. The flames sprayed from the ignition port like the big brother's big antenna are about half a foot long, and they are unstable. The raging flames at the tail end rushed up diagonally due to the wind power outdoors.

The ignition is not loud, but it brings a cold that makes people fall into an ice cellar to the originally calm and peaceful signing scene.

The female translator who has been with Yang Yi and communicates with his French readers and provides translation services to him and his French readers is dutiful and dutiful at this time. Although this woman has been exposed to countless horrible events and strange characters from various media in her life for more than 30 years, no matter how broad she has, she only learned through third-party channels. As for facing those scenes, she never thought that she would not even have a similar dream in her dream. Because she was first a person, she would think of her own safety, and she would feel how terrifying the threat to life is. Then, she is an employee of a company and a woman who works hard for work.

So, when the exotic man with bright red face suddenly showed his camping igniter, the crowd around him was as blank as a conch on the west coast of France. This scene was reflected in the retina, but their bodies were so paralyzed that they could not make any moves.

If you play back the changes in just one or two seconds, people may miss them in a blink of an eye, but Yang Yi felt that time seemed to have passed for several hours, but this slowdown was sensory and not reflected in the movements of the body and limbs. Then he saw the man spraying flames with an igniter and forced himself back, and then turned to the national flag at his desk. The fibers burned almost instantly under the licking of the flames, first in a corner that drooped obliquely, and then spread to the entire national flag.

In the past and present life, the boy had never encountered such a situation. In other words, he was like the female translator around him, even in a dream. He had never dreamed of a similar scene. This situation that he had never experienced before, so after the first encounter, he had to adapt to the brain to react. The boy was stunned for a second abnormally. But after he saw the national flag in front of him being burned, the anger that emerged from his heart instantly turned into a force that flowed wildly among his limbs, which made him snatch the national flag and pulled it to the ground. When he was about to raise his foot to step on the flames, he put down his feet and then pounced on the flag with some kind of cherishing in his bones.

If the young man had been divided on the Internet in later generations, he was sure that he would not belong to any group of the left or right. He hated all the injustice in society, and was dissatisfied with those officials who used their power to exercise their sins. He also had no good eyes on all kinds of rumors that were spreading wildly and rogues who pretended to be victims to gain sympathy. It can even be said that his concept of the country is far less clear and heavy than the concept of the nation. Yang Yi was very clear and profound. His sense of identity with the nation may be slightly greater than his sense of identity with the country. After all, he is essentially more emotional than rational, so the cultural roots that have been passed down for thousands of years can make him recognize and support him.

However, the recognition of nation and culture is more important than that of national form. It does not mean that he is a nationalist, especially the national flag. Whenever he sees the bright red flag flying overseas, the teenager's heart is still very proud. It is so strong that he is willing to proudly declare that he is a Chinese.

So when he encountered the incident of burning his own flag and reacted, his first move was to put out the flames.

Fortunately, the flag was not big, just the small flag placed on the desk or in some occasions. So when Yang Yi thrust over, almost in a blink of an eye, the flames that had been burning violently were completely extinguished, leaving only half of the charred red flag. Seeing that the two stars were burned and the second small five-star on it also had charred appearances, the young man's heart was suddenly filled with his nameless anger. Then he stood up, and in a belated scream, he rushed out from behind the desk without hesitation, chasing the back that fled in the desert without hesitation.

"Yang!" The female translator had only a while to scream, then she retracted into her throat. The originally orderly reader team was also in an instant because of this sudden change.

The man did not escape in time, because after Yang pulled the flag to the ground and thrust it onto the ground, he hesitated for a moment, and then possessed himself and looked at him nearby. After knowing that the boy stood up and stared at him with anger on his face, the man began to turn around and escape. It was this small and unnecessary action that delayed his best time to escape and also gave Yang Yi the opportunity to approach him.

Then, in full view of everyone, almost everyone saw Yang Yi rushing behind the man like the wind. As the other party was interfered with the escape route by a reader, he pounced on the man in a violent posture that made people's scalp numb. The reason why the scalp numb was that the two had left the lawn and chased on the sidewalk between the lawn and the lawn. Although the road was not wide, it was not enough to make both of them roll into the grass after a pounce. Instead, they welcomed two men who wanted to have close contact with the road in an extremely hard posture.

However, for what purpose this man is, his behavior makes any Chinese person feel evil. If he doesn't teach this man a lesson, he would think he can do whatever he wants abroad.

So Yang Yi rushed forward, but he tried all his strength and didn't care about whether it was the lawn or the concrete floor. Anyway, he was talking about it when he was knocking down the other party first.
Chapter completed!