Felix strolls the streets of Paris, a few hundred meters ahead of it is the southern bank of the Seine River. Along the coast are various carefully decorated shops, many of which are full of exotic style.

For example, a paper cutting shop has various paper decorations at the door, ranging from various colorful animals to large sizes of exquisite and complex interior ornaments, which look dazzling.

The owner was a young woman with colorful headdresses, and when Felix walked into the store, she enthusiastically promoted him.

Finally, Felix picked a colorful windmill that could be held in his hand.

With one week left before the meeting officially began, Felix enjoyed two days of fun. From the Ossey Gallery, to the Louvre, to the world-famous Notre Dame Cathedral, he regarded himself as a pure tourist and enjoyed the customs and exquisite food of Paris.

After all, in a note to the Ministry of Magic of France, his scheduled itinerary was to arrive in Paris in three days.

On a gorgeous street, there are crowds of people. Visitors from all over the world gather together. You can see the landmark Eiffel Tower in the seventh district of France.

A young couple holding a child each with half an ice cream in their hands.

"Mom, mom, I want flowers, I want flowers." The little boy pointed at a distance and said.

The couple followed the guide and looked over. About ten meters away from them, seven or eight children and their families surrounded a young man. He looked very handsome, slender and had a gentle smile on his face.

The black hair and light blue eyes give people a pure feeling like the clear sky.

Felix had his left hand behind him, and his right hand snapped his fingers gently. A bright yellow tulip suddenly appeared in his hand and handed it to a child in front of him.

"It's a street magician," said the child's father.

"Looks very good." The child's mother stared at Felix's hand, not seeing any flaws.

The couple walked over with their children, and Felix showed everyone his empty hands, except for an emerald ring on his left hand, nothing was left.

Looking at the gaze full of exploration, he held his hands together and made a prayer move, and a "twittering" sound came from his closed hands.

"Wow!"

Several children grew up their mouths exaggeratedly, and even their parents showed incredible expressions.

Felix slowly spread his palms, and it was a bird with colorful feathers. The bird turned its neck flexibly and looked around without fear. The small black eyes made people feel sympathetic.

The bird combed its feathers on its own, and when a child tried to touch it, it flapped its wings and flew away.

Everyone raised their heads and their eyes moved with their flight trajectory until they disappeared into the sky.

Felix gave a bow, refused some coins and banknotes, and left lightly.

...

At the First National Congress of Paris, Felix roamed the famous French higher education institution. The scenery here is picturesque, and many of his peers sat leisurely on the lawn and talked freely.

A young girl looked at him curiously, and a student with purple grape hair bit his ears at the girl next to him, "Look, that person is very handsome. Which college is the student?"

Her friend said in a sure tone: "It's definitely not from our school."

“So it might be from other schools, or tourists?”

"You can go and ask him."

"Why not?" the girl with purple hair stood up, and she walked to Felix and said in a somewhat lazy French: "Hello, I'm Armandina Zoe."

Felix turned around and said gently, "Hello, Miss Zoe, you can call me Felix, Felix Happ."

Zoe was stunned for a moment and said, "Your eyes are beautiful, and you can call me Amundina."

"Okay, Armandina."

This girl named "Amandina" is very talkative and enthusiastic and cheerful. She acts as a guide and introduces her university to Felix.

"This is the history teaching building...This is humanities... Oh, I remember that there is an open class from a very famous philosophy professor today!"

Armandina's eyes widened, her expression was very hesitant, as if she was constantly weighing between Felix and the Open Class.

"Can I go and have a look?" Felix said with a smile.

"Of course, I thought you wouldn't like philosophy." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"I really don't know much, but it's good to listen to it occasionally."

Armandina took Felix into a spacious classroom. Yu Guangzhong saw her friend looking at her angrily. She smiled embarrassedly and pulled Felix to sit down.

The open class began soon, and the light in the large classroom became dim and a beam of light hit the center.

A middle-aged man with a rigorous and formal dress stood on the podium. His eyes were deep and his tone was slow: "What is existence? What is the meaning of human existence?"

“We have experienced an era of faith before you were born, and in Nietzsche’s words, we have never clearly realized that ‘God is dead’ as then.”

"We have experienced a change of thought, and the war has made us think about the meaning of living, starting from Kierkegaard and Dostoevsky, to reaching its peak in the periods of Sartre and Camus after World War II, and until now it has subsided silently."

"Someone has invented the word existentialism, but existentialism cannot be regarded as a systematic category of philosophy. Without the discipline of existential philosophy, it is at most a label."

"Share some common thoughts on 'existence' with you"

“For example, you are the result of your choice.”

"For example, time is the only measure of existence or not."

...

"Many people think that existentialism was born in the cafe on the left bank of Paris, and was the product of a group of decadent people's imagination, but this is a completely stereotyped impression. Many people are silently practicing certain praiseworthy existential views."

"Suffering and dilemma make people despair, despair makes people think about the meaning of existence, and thinking brings new life."

Before I knew it, two hours passed.

A student raised his hand and asked: "Under normal circumstances, we will not think about the 'meaning of existence'. This idea will only arise in pessimism and despair. Does this mean that existentialism is actually a pessimistic argument?"

"We study existentialism to avoid other people's research existentialism?"

The professor said humorously: "It's very interesting to think, you can apply to my postgraduate student."

"I need to emphasize that existentialism is an optimism supported by reason and logic. Imagine your life falling into a darkness, war, famine, and technology replacement... In short, you can't find the meaning of existence."

"At this time, existentialism will tell you that although your life is full of tragedy, we still have to try our best to live and choose the meaning of life for ourselves. You will find that your existence itself will add variables to the world, good, bad, and constantly fluctuate."

Many people raised their hands.

The professor pointed at Felix.

Felix stood up: "Professor, among the kind of views you mentioned in your speech, it is believed that existence is seeing, perception, and experience. For those distant things, or even things that may never appear in reality, such as magic in movies, how should we perceive and experience them?"

Felex's question made the students laugh quietly and insert the topic of magic into serious philosophical questions. It was really interesting.

One or two students whistled and agreed with Felex's "boldness".

The professor thought for a moment and replied: "Magic is the product of our imagination, and currently only exists in the carriers of imagination, such as movies, novels, etc. So do they really exist? Or are they just the product of thinking, and is it our brain that makes us think it exists?"

"What if one day magic really appears in reality?" Felix asked.

The professor was amused, "If magic really exists in reality, no one would have known it. With the development of technology to this day, we have the ability to travel around every corner of the world. Even the sky and the ocean cannot stop human exploration."

But he soon discovered that today he met a persistent student

"I mean, please forgive me, we can make an assumption that the magicians have a small group, they cover up their existence with all kinds of magical magic, but one day, you find them."
Chapter completed!