C312 flower protest (1/2)

”Sadly, there are some people who want to blind people, deafen their ears, and seal their voices. Facing such atrocities, I have no more strength to get angry. All that's left is regret, regret for the entire population of Europe!”

Xiao Letian's speech was awe-inspiring and deafening to the ears of the reporters. When these words appeared in the newspapers of Europe, the anger of the masses was finally ignited.

Yes, what was the newspaper? The dictator and monarchs have controlled knowledge and information for thousands of years, and they are relying on the control of information to fool the people. If a person is unable to access all kinds of information and knowledge from the outside world for the rest of his life, then he can only be a lowly ruler.

The people can make it so that it cannot be made known. China's thousands of years of domination had long condensed this thought into ten words, each of which was a steel wire used to suppress the hearts of the people.

It was a victory for the common people that the news media, represented by newspapers, could rise to the top and become a legal publication. Not to mention that the government controlled the newspapers in the early days, but it was already a great victory for newspapers to appear.

The newspaper was the eyes, ears, and even the throat of the people. It was because of these few thin pages that the world in the eyes of the people became colorful. People sitting in their homes could know what was happening hundreds of miles away, thousands of kilometers away, or even across the globe.

The masses had never received such simple information. The fact that civilians could sit at home and talk about the world's situation like politicians was unthinkable in the Middle Ages.

But now, a despicable criminal had thrown his black hand at the eyes, ears, and tongues of the people, and the public condemned the public for openly declaring war on them.

”Xiao Letian is right, the newspaper is our eyes, eyes and throat. Let's not pretend to be blind anymore, we don't want to return to the dark Middle Ages. I don't care what kind of reasoning these people have, threatening the newspaper is a serious crime …”

”Shameless, truly shameless. This is the fall of human civilization. How did the France breed such a monster? The result of the great revolution all those years ago actually fell to this extent …”

There was a limit to the patience of the citizens. As long as they did not harm their interests in the face of injustice, they would at most reprimand them angrily. However, when they realized that their interests had been harmed, they would immediately turn into angry lions.

Xiao Letian was such a person, who turned a threatening attack on him into a social crisis successfully. Under his glib tongue, the identity of the victim was quietly transferred from him to the entire European people.

Needless to say, the people of Europe who had opened their minds only knew this much. With Xiao Letian's encouragement, everyone automatically treated themselves as their victims.

”Despicable politicians, we won't say anything about you bullying those eastern people. In any case, we're here to watch the show, but now that you've harmed our interests, you can forget about doing anything good …”

Under the spread of this thought, even Xiao Letian did not expect that a legendary event that would shake the whole of Europe and end up in the history books would actually happen without any organization.

Thames reported that the windows of the newspaper headquarters had already been repaired, but the new glass was always slightly different from the old ones around, which made it obvious that it was a new window.

The doorman of the newspaper was sitting on a chair, gently rubbing his ankle. When the terrorists attacked the newspaper that day, he had twisted his foot to avoid the carriage.

Looking at the London police patrolling around the newspaper, the old gatekeeper kept muttering to himself, ”What have you been doing? If he had raised his safety level earlier, this wouldn't have happened … Isn't this just like a thief closing the door!? ”

At this moment, a young and beautiful lady suddenly walked down the street. She held a white tulip in her hand. When she reached the front door of the newspaper, she stopped and stared blankly at the new window for a long time without saying anything.

”Mister... ”Is that the place where the mob attacked?” When the beautiful young lady received an affirmative answer, she actually went to the window, placed the flower on the windowsill, and gave a thumbs-up to the busy editors in the room.

”I will always support you!” The girl shouted through the glass, her smile wincing.

The editors in the room stared blankly. The angelic smile dispersed the London fog like a ray of sunlight, lighting up the entire room.

Everything they had done had been worth it. The fatigue from working overtime had all disappeared. Being able to receive such a high regard from the readers was an unparalleled glory for a journalist.

At this point, the editor suddenly had an idea and shouted, ”Who's outside, stop this lady, we're going to interview... ”Get the camera ready. This flower will be on the headlines tomorrow...”

People moved when they heard the news. When they pushed open the newspaper's door, the scene outside the door within a few minutes had completely changed and shocked everyone.