Chapter 175: One: The Fallen Jihe City-6
I pride myself on being a boring person who can't keep up with the times.
There aren't many customers in the coffee shop, but it's not that quiet.
The background music comes through the vicissitudes of sound – not a three-dimensional surround soundprint wall.
I listened to it for a while, and the melody was not catchy, but the rhythm was special, and the combination of Jinbei drums and bass was pleasantly surprised.
The most frustrating thing though, I couldn't understand the lyrics.
"It's the language of that planet." Aldo explains, "The song is very popular here. The Winter Grave people like it, and so do the earthlings. What's more, the half-breeds love it too. ”
"How many hybrids are there?" I'm a little curious.
"Less than twenty." Aldo's eyes showed sadness, "They have a very low survival rate - not only emotional illness, but also a lot of physiological problems. ”
I understood, "because it violates the laws of nature." Even if they survive, they will still have to suffer needlessly. ”
"You're really ......," Aldo sighed helplessly, "what exists is reasonable, including pain, isn't it?" ”
"......" I chewed on his words, shocked in my heart.
Aldo is an open-minded man, I thought.
"The singer of this song is also a mixed race." Aldo is enthused, "His songs move people not only because they sing beautifully, but also because of the lyrics he writes, which resonate with many people." ”
I listened intently again.
Singer's voice...... I shook my head and took another sip of lime juice.
Probably an illusion.
There are a few pronunciations that I feel a little familiar.
"'Congrong' is also a legend of the city." Aldo seems to have an infinite passion for Amway, "Even the lazy Winter Grave Star will go to his concerts." ”
"'Congrong'?" I repeat the stage name, "That's a weird name." ”
"The singer himself is even stranger." Aldo pulled out a low-end smartphone that he also needed a fingerprint to unlock, "This is a picture I took at his concert last year. You see, he wears a skull mask on his face forever. ”
"Isn't that weird?" I sympathized with his insight into the frog at the bottom of the well, "Today's artists have everything in order to attract attention." Take the capital's hottest 'Beverly Project' as an example, every time that band appears in the public eye, it will dress itself up like a peacock on the screen. ”
"That's different." Aldo's expression became serious, "They're just grandstanding, and 'Congrong' is just singing what he wants to sing." Each of his songs represents a story. ”
"Okay, if you continue to argue like this, it will be endless." I ended the topic with a lack of interest, "What are your insights on orbital quantization?" ”
Aldo is a strange man.
He actually likes the city and supports the intermarriage between earthlings and aliens...... He also likes such plain and primitive music.
My disgust for the city deepened.
The only consolation is that Aldo is still somewhat talented.
The formula he listed—using the laws of quantum mechanics to compress the orbits of extraatmospheric carriers and then extend them to massive celestial bodies—is one of the most bizarre ideas I've come across in the past few years.
We worked on the math for a long time, until the café closed, and there was still a feeling of unfinished.
"It's remarkable," Aldo said, packing up his folder, "Mr. Kang Rong, with your help, I think that the orbits of celestial bodies near the unknown gravitational field will be able to be accurately measured." ”