Parallel Lines Chapter 14 - Notes

After the bloody storm of checking the examination papers, the students went to class as usual. However, with the inter-school music festival approaching, the choir students spend more and more time practicing songs in the "walking hall" (not in class).

"Can the Phy Chem class (physics and chemistry classes) copy the notes for me?" Before Xuan Lan could answer, He Huiwen had already pushed the textbook in front of her.

Xuan Lan lowered her head and read the book: "Okay, take the opportunity to try the new invisible ink pen." It was something that Youlan coaxed her father to buy for her during Christmas. Xuan Lan saw that she was enjoying writing, so she borrowed a few to play with. sky.

Thinking of Xuan Lan's airing at the ballpoint pen from time to time (when the ink can't be written, the ink outlet is wet), He Huiwen thought the "invisible ink pen" was a joke, so she took out the pen bag: "This is also for you to keep. already."

Xuan Lan opened the pencil case and saw that five high-tech Cs, small highlighters in all colors, eraser pens, correction tapes... all were not in her pencil case, and she couldn't help but smile.

When everyone went out for lunch, Xuan Lan was alone in the class room, opened the notes scribbled with pencil in the experiment class just now, and took out He Huiwen's brand-new chemistry textbook from the drawer.

He Huiwen's textbooks are neatly wrapped with frosted and glued, and the notes in the previous lessons are slender, neat and dense. Xuan Lan was a little surprised that she let herself write in her textbook. The handwriting is inconsistent, will there be a sense of inconsistency?

Entrusted with an important task, she had to pick up the high-tech C black ink pen and carefully and slowly copy the notes onto He Huiwen's brand-new chemistry textbook.

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By the time He Huiwen returned from Perry College to pick up her schoolbag, it was already past school hours. She thought she could come back in time to listen to the afternoon class, but she was called to discuss the arrangement of the rehearsal venue after eating.

She was alone in the dark classroom.

He took out the chemistry textbook in the drawer with great anticipation, and looked at the neat and unfamiliar handwriting inside, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

Missed chemistry class to discuss the difference between Physical Change and Chemical Change. The textbook only includes examples of melting ice and burning sugar. The note in the margin below the picture reads:

Physical Change or Chemical Change?

1. Rusting
2. Glass breaking
3. Sculpture molding
4. Egg frying
5. Making lemonade
6. Firework

Are all the examples added by the teacher? The seventh line is blank.

When He Huiwen wondered, she found that something similar to a fountain pen was exposed on the edge of the drawer, which she had never seen before. The cap of the pen was unusually thick. When she opened it, the tip of the pen was white.

Suddenly remembering what Xuan Lan said in the morning, He Huiwen couldn't wait to solve the mystery in front of her. She looked at the fountain pen for a while, and finally found a small light bulb and a switch in the cap of the pen. She took a picture of the blank line: "7. Fluorescence", and saw that Xuan Lan wrote the answer at the end of each question.

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Early the next morning, Xuan Lan saw a small folded pink-blue note on the invisible ink pen on the table. When I opened it, I saw four big black characters written by Juanxiu: "Thus, Negative, Mysterious, Virtual"

"morning!"

Xuan Lan raised her eyebrows when she saw the other party: "It's so early."

"What are you looking at?" she asked knowingly.

"It's nothing, it was kind enough to copy the notes, but only to be complained."

He Huiwen was stunned, didn't she realize it? When she didn't care, she grabbed the note fiercely with one hand.

"Eh? I haven't read it yet, give it back to me." Xuan Lan was shocked, there must be something on the note that she didn't see.

"If you don't want this note to undergo chemical change, promise to copy the notes to me when I'm not around."

"I have it. I even copied the history notes that you didn't ask me to copy."

"But you're copying it all on other paper, so it doesn't count until you copy it in the textbook."

"How dare you scratch your book without your approval?"

"Anyway, it's almost time to change positions. Of course, I won't miss the remaining opportunity." He Huiwen giggled.

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Tune in, yeah.

Pull a little further away, and this girl won't teach her to be in a trance anymore.

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"By the way, what exactly is Fluorescence, and why is it Physical change?"

"The ink absorbs UV and immediately emits visible light, without generating new chemicals."

"It's like this." He Huiwen seemed to understand and didn't ask any further.

Xuan Lan knew that if it weren't for each other's neighbors, two people with very different interests and personalities, there would be no reason for them to be familiar with each other.

"There are only two rehearsals left until the Chinese historical drama performance."

"Shouldn't you be happy to get out of the sea of misery? To our amazing acting partners."

"It's alright. In fact, in the drama club for three years, the mode of acting has remained the same, and I have never played a role that can fully immerse myself. In order to win the inter-school competition, everyone places too much importance on surface skills."

But when you play Farewell My Concubine, where can you put your feelings into it?

"Now, I'm quite at ease." He Huiwen said to herself, "The six of us can do whatever we want. The other students don't bother to ask, so there's no need to worry about disappointing anyone's expectations."

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It turns out that the queen under the spotlight also has a day when the lights are dazzling?

"According to what you said in the past, isn't this attitude 'decadent'?" Xuan Lan laughed.

"Of course there's a bottom line—at least you have to be worthy of yourself."

"It's not easy for you either."

"The same is true for you." He Huiwen smiled, "I have to deal with so many picky people like me."

"No." It should be said that He Huiwen is always picky about people other than Xuan Lan.

"What if," He Huiwen was silent for a long time before speaking again: "On the day of the performance, I accidentally forgot my lines, or if I made the wrong move, would you be mad at me?"

"No, and the possibility is very low." The person who wrote the script should have a deep impression of the script, let alone a person like Hui Wen who has an excellent memory: "If you really forgot, just act as you like. what."

"You too." He Huiwen pursed her lips: "Let's talk."