Fountain pens, on the other hand, have hard nibs that can easily tear paper, resulting in uneven and unsmooth writing. The nib can also split, causing ink smudging and occasional ink blockages. They require ink cartridges and sometimes even become clogged, making them awkward to use when in public.
A flick of the pen might just leave innocent bystanders covered in indelible ink.
In the dead of winter, I'm cozy in the tech office and don't want to go out and feel the biting wind.
Fan Xiaofan's mind was also restless. He was lost in thought about yesterday when he got home and his little dumpling ran up to him and hugged his leg, asking him to help him scrape his pencil. He was just a child, and Fan Xiaofan wouldn't let him do it by himself.
Wouldn't it be much more convenient if we didn't have to scrape pencils?
So on this day, after she arrived at the technical office, she got several kinds of pens and started writing and drawing on paper to study, and then she took them apart and pondered them.
When Master Wang called her, she was taking apart a fountain pen. She subconsciously squeezed the inner liner, and sure enough, it turned into a little cat-like mess.
Pfft...
Mr. Wang hurriedly suppressed his laughter and quickly poured some water for her to wash.
Fan Xiaofan was completely bewildered by this unexpected disaster.
Although he cleaned it with water in time, many marks were still left on his face. Master Wang thought for a moment and remembered that he had some Tiger Balm in his drawer. He took it out and handed it to Fan Xiaofan, saying, "Try this."
Sure enough, this medicated oil is really amazing. The ink stains on the little cat in the mirror were finally removed, and Fan Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, how could she go out looking like this?
Ink stains on clothes are easy to deal with.
After a flurry of activity, Master Wang finally finished cleaning up and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The pretty little girl had almost been ruined by the ink.
"What were you doing just now? I startled you."
Fan Xiaofan pointed to the pen that had just become the culprit for disfigurement on the now messy table and said, "I'm thinking about this."
Master Wang was a little confused: "What's wrong with these pens? Are they not working properly? Then you can use mine for now."
Fan Xiaofan quickly waved his hand and said, "Do you remember those people from Country D? I found that the pens they carry with them are much more convenient than our fountain pens."
Master Wang recalled for a moment and nodded: "Now that you mention it, I do remember. I don't know what method they used, but that pen didn't need any ink."
Her eyes widened immediately: "You don't mean you want to research this, do you?"
Fan Xiaofan's eyes crinkled into a smile, her expression sweet and adorable: "If they can figure it out, so can we..."
Master Wang subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
My gaze fell on those pens, and a strange sense of inferiority suddenly welled up inside me.
He was a generation older than the little girl, but he was still timid and hesitant, feeling that he dared not think or do anything. But now, Xiao Fan's words were like a wake-up call. Before, they never dared to imagine that after they improved the textile machines, they could actually export them.
Could they have imagined that they could assemble machines and fix their problems using their own abilities?
They seem to live only in the present, with no future in mind.
Even after textile machinery could be exported, they were somewhat complacent. But now they realize that they haven't done enough, they haven't thought enough. How can they change the future of the country and surpass those industrial countries by simply rehashing old ideas?
Past achievements are forever in the past; only by constantly moving towards the future can we have something to look forward to.
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