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 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 staring at 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 to block the young master!"
"Who the hell is standing on a chair? Are you not afraid of falling down and dying?"
At this time, the whole auditorium was in a state of shock! People have a tendency to follow the crowd and are 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 who couldn't see it stood on their 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!
As soon as I finished scolding him for what he said was nonsense, in the blink of an eye a loud and loud voice shouted over me!
This feeling! It hurts...
"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 and turned into a ball of flame.
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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 that paper is no problem!
"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.
"That's what I'm talking about!"
Xiao Han on the podium clapped his hands, looked past the middle-aged teacher and looked at 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 could give himself, no! Give these people a slap!
How unloyal! Just sell him out like this? Especially that damn skinny guy, who usually calls himself brother and sister and stands a few feet away from him. Looking at it like that, he almost didn't put up a big sign for himself and wrote "That's what he said."
"A few 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: "Come here, little fat man, come here!"
"You are the fat boy, 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.
"Just now you 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, but 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, spread his hands, and gave in like a 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 said you should be a little dedicated when doing experiments! 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... Huh? 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 a few times, I only felt my fingers were warm, and there was no severe 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 stupidly...
"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 the pig's trotters couldn't withstand such a 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 sucked away its temperature. Similarly, if your fingers are not hot at first, it is also 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 but without tears.
