"what are you up to?"
That pesky fly...oh no!
When the middle-aged teacher saw Xiao Han's smile, his heart suddenly tightened and he hurriedly asked.
Xiao Han ignored him and only asked Xiao Shisan to come over and put a bunch of things in his arms at his feet.
Then he squatted down and rummaged around for a few times, and found a few pieces of paper, a jar of water, and a candle.
Under everyone's curious gaze, Xiao Han picked up the candle and lit it on the podium. Then he shook the extremely tough bamboo paper and asked the middle-aged teacher rather maliciously: "Hey, you said, this Can fire light this paper?”
"Nonsense! Who doesn't know that fire can burn paper?" The teacher had been watching Xiao Han's movements just now. Although he was doubtful at this time, he still answered firmly. After all, this question cannot be called a problem, even if a three-year-old child comes. You also know that fire can catch paper, right?
When Xiao Han heard his answer, he smiled and said nothing. He just folded the paper in his hand a few times to make it look like a small pot, and then poured some water into it. As everyone watched, and placed it on the candlelight.
"Huh? It's weird! It didn't light up!"
"Really! This paper really didn't burn!"
Watching the flames licking the small paper pot in Xiao Han's hand, the students and teachers suddenly discovered that although the white paper that was clearly on fire was slowly being blackened, there was no sign of burning!
"Let me see! Let me see!"
"Everyone in front moved their heads away, blocking the young master!"
"Who the hell is standing on a chair? Are you not afraid of falling down and dying?"
At this moment, the whole auditorium was in a sensation! Everyone has the desire to follow the crowd and is also curious!
Hearing the exclamations of the people in front, those sitting in the back all stood on tiptoes to look forward at this wonderful scene! Even some people who couldn't really see stood on the chairs, causing a lot of scoldings.
Among all the curious people, the middle-aged teacher who just spoke looked at the paper pot that had been burning for a while and felt a burning pain on his face!
Just after I scolded him for what he said was nonsense, in the blink of an eye a loud, loud mouth shouted over me!
This feeling! pain……
"There's something wrong with your paper!" The middle-aged teacher, holding his last bit of hope, held his neck and howled.
"Is there something wrong with this paper?"
Xiao Han on the podium smiled when he heard this, then poured out the water in the paper and put it on the fire again. A burst of smoke rose up, and the bamboo paper burned in the blink of an eye, turning into a ball of flame. .
Xiao Han let go, and the flames floated down, slowly falling to the ground and turning into a ball of burning ashes. .
This is enough to prove: there is no problem with paper!
"What...what's going on?"
Seeing this scene, the instructor's face kept twitching, and his eyes almost bulged out like a toad on the shore.
"This is what I want to say!"
Xiao Han on the podium clapped his hands and looked past the middle-aged teacher to everyone else: "Does anyone know why the fire can't light the paper?"
Everyone in the audience looked at each other in confusion, and no one spoke for a long time. Finally, a weak voice was heard saying: "Is it related to the water just now?"
"Huh? Who said that?" When Xiao Han heard the answer, his eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth to ask.
"I go!"
Wang Chongan looked at the crowd of people who had consciously left a circle around him, and there were strange looks in his eyes. He just wished he couldn't give it to himself, no! Give these people a slap!
No sense of loyalty! Just sold him like that? Especially that damn skinny guy, who is usually a brother and sister, standing a few feet away from him, looking like that, he almost put up a big sign for himself and wrote "That's what he said" in big words!
"Haha, little fat man, it's you!"
A big sky was separated here, which isolated Wang Chongan. Xiao Han naturally saw it, and the little fat man looked very familiar to him.
When I thought about it carefully, I remembered that I had seen him when I was in school, so I smiled even brighter and waved to him repeatedly: "Come here, little fat man, come here!"
"You are the fat boy, and your whole family is fat!" When Wang Chongan heard Xiao Han's flowers, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart, but looking at the situation around him, he still got up from his seat reluctantly. Walk towards Xiao Han.
"You just said that the paper can't catch fire because there is water, right?" When the little fat man moved to his side step by step, Xiao Han looked at him with a smile and started to ask questions.
Wang Chongan felt a little weak and didn't know if what he said was right. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Yes..."
Xiao Han didn't say whether his answer was correct or not, and just continued to ask: "Then why can't it light when there is water? You just saw that the paper was not soaked. What's the reason for this?"
"Ahem, how did I know this?" Wang Chongan rolled his eyes and spread his hands, giving in to the bachelor.
"You don't know? Let's do another little experiment?"
Xiao Han chuckled, took the little fat man's hand, wrapped a layer of rice paper dipped in water on his finger, and then motioned for him to put his finger on the candle to burn it.
"You want me to burn my finger?"
However, after Wang Chongan understood what Xiao Han meant, he immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at him like a fool.
I'm not an idiot, so why are my fingers burning?
"I told you to do experiments, so why don't you show some dedication? Bring it over here!"
Seeing that this guy was so dishonest, Xiao Han was not polite. He grabbed his finger and pointed it at the candle flame. The little fat man was so frightened that he immediately cried like a ghost, as if he had been raped.
"Ah, help, help...eh? Isn't it hot?"
He tried desperately to withdraw his hand, but his strength was still a little smaller than Xiao Han's, so he could only scream at the top of his lungs.
However, after calling out a few times, I only felt my fingers were warm, and there was no sharp pain at all.
The little fat man who noticed this stopped screaming. He just opened his eyes curiously and looked at his fingers. Even if Xiao Han took his hand away, he was still baking there...
"What's going on? Ahhhh! Hot, hot, hot!"
"Hey, this batch of students is really the worst class!"
Looking at Wang Chongan who was jumping up and down with his fingers covered, Xiao Han had a big bead of sweat on his forehead, and then he shook his head helplessly. Even pig's trotters couldn't stand the burning!
He caught the little fat man back and poured some cold water on his fingers. When he calmed down, Xiao Han sighed: "That's all, I don't expect you to be able to see anything from it.
Let me tell you, the paper pot didn't burn just now because the water absorbed its temperature. Similarly, the reason why your fingers are not hot at first is because the water will take away the heat. But when there is no water or the water dries up, the temperature will rise, the paper should be burning, and the fingers should be burning! "
"You didn't tell me earlier..." Wang Chongan blew on his blistered fingers, wanting to cry without tears.
