What does it feel like to have a music delay of 0.71 seconds?

For ordinary people, they may not care at all, isn't it less than a second?

But a lot can happen in a second.

The fastest speaker in the world can speak 11 words a second.

In the history of music, rap with a relatively fast speech can say several words in 0.71 seconds, for example, Eminem, the former world record holder, said 1560 words in 369 seconds in "Rap God", an average of 4.22 words per second.

This record was later broken by Tech N9ne, who spoke an average of 4.68 words per second in Worldwide Choppers.

That is, 0.71 seconds, in the case of the limit, it could be 8 words......

Of course, considering that the pronunciation of Chinese is all monosyllabic, it is possible to say more words......

Music, in fact, is a precise technique, for music, sometimes, a millisecond difference, is a fatal disaster.

The more milliseconds the stick stays on the drum surface, and the tone can change dramatically.

When pronouncing, the control of the vocal cords is one millisecond off, and there may be defects.

Humans are very amazing creatures.

You ask a person to count, count a minute, and nine times out of ten, it's either a lot faster or a lot slower.

But if you ask people to beat the beat, nine times out of ten you can get stuck on the beat accurately.

This is the sense of human rhythm.

Something like a "built-in clock".

It's always there, it doesn't seem to be useful, but it controls human actions, deals with human sense of crisis, and copes with human instincts......

Once the rhythm is not accurate, even if there is only a slight flaw, professional musicians can hear it.

Even ordinary people will find it "unpleasant and a little messy".

Music is precise technology, so humans spend a lot of money to slow down this delay.

But it takes time for sound to travel through the air.

In particular, when two musical instruments come together close to 400 meters, and the volume of the instrument itself is more than 20 meters.

The volume is more than 20 meters in diameter, which means that it itself has a delay of at least 58 milliseconds.

In some PFS games, 58 milliseconds are too stuck.

In fact, many people have never thought that a behemoth like the Bell and Drum Lyre needs to deal with problems that people have never encountered before when playing.

Of course, for ordinary people, an echo speaker may be able to solve this problem.

But for Gu Xiaobai, it is not enough.

After all, an adaptive speaker is just a fixed-point microphone.

It's like if you sing with someone 20 meters away from you, and both of you will definitely not be able to keep up with each other's beat, which sounds weird.

Not to mention, with the addition of a delay of nearly 400 meters in the middle, this is also the difference between the "Bell and Drum Lyre" itself and the "Bell and Drum Tower".

And playing the Bell and Drum Piano, there is more to consider than that.

Many people have not thought about it, but in fact, the rope transmission power also has speed.

Force is a mechanical wave, and its transmission speed is limited by the speed of the transmission wave of the material itself, in other words, it is the speed of sound propagation.

The Hundred Bells on the left uses a steel cable, and the speed of the steel cable transmitting longitudinal waves is 5,900 meters per second, while the Thousand Drums on the right, in addition to the steel cable, uses elastic materials in the firing part, which itself has a delay.

And each steel cable itself is different in length, the mechanical structure they pass through is also different, and the resistance is also different......

Gu Xiaobai turned off the return speaker, his hands fell on the keyboard, and his back gently leaned on the joysticks of various shapes that fit his body.

A smile appeared on his face, and he whispered: "I love music, I love the Lyre of Bells and Drums......"

In Gu Xiaobai's pants pocket, the system was about to pop out happily.

Oh my God, Xiaobai said he likes music!

Then, he heard Gu Xiaobai sigh happily: "Because it's a super complex physics problem!"

"I love complicated physics!"

A super complex question!

So when you untie it, it's really super cool!

No, our music is not a matter of physics!

The system really wants to protest.

It pops up a dialog box to protest Gu Xiaobai's arbitrary characterization of music.

But Gu Xiaobai didn't look at it, because at this moment, Gu Xiaobai had already closed his eyes.

At that moment, his consciousness was spreading at an astonishing speed.

It was as if an invisible nuclear bomb had exploded, and the terrifying shock wave spread like a ball.

A huge ball of light that no one could see, only existed in Gu Xiaobai's consciousness, enveloping the bell tower, drum tower, and performance tower.

Shrouded in all of them.

The world is long, and the city is full of traffic.

The sky is vast, and the underground of the city is as busy as it is on the ground.

Passing subways, congested pipes, flowing water......

and, connecting the harp of bells and drums, a transmission cable buried deep in the ground.

Gu Xiaobai's consciousness focused on the steel cable, and groups of numbers emerged from Gu Xiaobai's side.

Steel cable 1, longitudinal wave conduction velocity, 5872m/s, length 321.27m.

Steel cable 2, longitudinal wave conduction velocity, 5872m/s, length 327.19m.

Steel cable 3......

Consciousness travels along the steel cable, and more data emerges.

The firing device of the piano of a thousand drums, elastic nylon, longitudinal wave conduction velocity, 2560m/s, length 17.24m.

Elastic nylon ......

The transverse wave conduction velocity is 1527m/s......

Clock No. 1, weighing 48.27 tons......

Countless data, beside Gu Xiaobai, converged into a river.

At that moment, Gu Xiaobai felt that what he saw seemed to be the long river of time.

It is as if it has insight into the truth of this world.

He loved the feeling to death.

It's all in order, and it's really amazing.

But the best feeling is when you stir it up and break it......

Movement is the foundation of the universe, and dynamic things are the most beautiful!

Gu Xiaobai's left foot stepped on it at a speed of 9 meters per second, and the lateral force passed through the short pedal at a speed of 1527m/s, connected to a 327-meter-long steel cable, and passed at a speed of 5872m/s, and then restored the speed of 9 meters per second, and struck heavily on the huge bronze bell weighing 48.27 tons.

“Duang......”

Longitudinal waves, transverse waves, surface Rayleigh waves......

Various waves, from the location of the blow, begin to propagate through the body of the bell, and then begin to vibrate the air to make sounds.

The thick bell lip, which provides a thick base tone, then the bell wall above, which provides the upper third, then the upper fifth......

When you step on it, it's not a single note, but a perfect third chord.

Because of its sounding body, not a string, but a huge bell!

This is one of the most complex musical instruments in the world!

After the perfect third chord, the bell all vibrated and all kinds of different sounds interfered with each other, and at this time, there was a humming sound that was several times lower......

If the triad is like a superficial wave, then it's a dull current.

Wrapped in everything, overwhelming, overwhelming.

In an instant, the terrifying sound wave began to spread in a huge bell body, and everything that was originally in order was broken in an instant.

It's like there's an invisible flood escaping from the body of the bell.

The indiscriminate coverage of the sound waves began to resonate with all the other bells, and then began to shake the bell tower, the foundation of the bell tower, and the ground......

Shake the heavens and the earth.

The sound was reflected and amplified from within the bell tower, through the fin-like open window, and was redirected to the golden area of the triangle in front of the bandhouse.

Gu Xiaobai's consciousness wanders in such data and in such changes.

In his world, the sound was like a tidal wave bursting on a, like an erupting sun, like a white hole in the jets......

This instantaneous change in complex data may choke all the supercomputers in the world.

But for Gu Xiaobai, this is an incomparable experience, exciting, happy, and forgetful to breathe.

In the next second, his body leaned lightly, and the piano of a thousand drums on the right slapped down.

At the same time, when manipulating the Lyre of Bells and Drums, it is not possible to use such a complex technique as when manipulating the Piano of a Thousand Drums alone, after all, the most dexterous hands of human beings are used to manipulate the Hundred Bells and Lyre.

But in this state, the movements that the limbs can trigger are enough.

"Knock !!!" sounded, and the drums sounded.

The sound wave blooms from the percussion, its waveform is complex and beautiful, like a flower blooming, and then quickly decaying, and the drum surface quickly returns to calm from vibration, leaving only a small vibration to agitate the air.

This is the vibration of the board, complex and beautiful, but like a flash in the pan, fleeting.

And this short drum beat, like a sharp blade, met the tide that broke the embankment, the erupting sun, and the white hole that spewed......

Then, cut it off with a knife!

In the next second, the tide was continuous, and the sword light was flying.

is like a peerless knight, practicing swords in the tide of the sea, forcing the tide to move an inch.

At that moment, Gu Xiaobai was already transcendent.

His consciousness is looking down on everything.

This is a picture that no one in the world can share with him.

No one but himself could feel it.

This beauty, this experience of perceiving everything, perceiving everything, perceiving everything, this experience that walks in the physical and musical self......

No one.

But he can't wait to experience it again.

More complex, more beautiful, more wonderful!

He couldn't wait, with his fingers, his fists, and his body, to stir up this huge machine, to stir up the city, to stir up the world.

This is a musical instrument he invented, and there is no one in the world who knows it better than him, and no one else who can play it better than him.

At this moment, he is the master of the world.

And everyone else can only tremble under his control.

Or, with tears in your eyes, and then your five bodies fall to the ground.

What do you want to be pleasant, what kind of melody do you want?

I just want to play with this huge instrument to my heart's content.

Let off steam!

Come, shake the world, conquer it, crush it, tear it apart!

Let everything, under my hands, tremble!

Let me die for this world!

This is the ...... I give to the world

"Sending the Bells" !!!

Whether you want it or not, I've got you this clock!

No one can describe Gu Xiaobai's state at this time.

Under absolute rationality, indescribable sensibility and impulse.

His mind counted coldly among the numbers.

His consciousness is moving through the long river of history.

He calculates the slight error of 0.1 milliseconds, but in his heart, he is nostalgic for everything in the past, fragile and sensitive like a baby.

He has seen, heard, loved, hated, cried, and laughed.

What he has in his past life, what he has in the afterlife, what he has lost, what he has gained.

One second he was the overlord of the spring and autumn, and the next second he was an isolated child.

He was still a peerless military god who roamed the battlefield, and when he turned around, he was a genius boy in the ivory tower.

All emotions turned into the sound of bells and drums.

Rational, mad, wild, restrained.

He is contradictory, and he is perfect.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai's state surpassed himself in all previous moments.

This moment......

His hands, feet, and body seem to be lodged by the spirit of this world, and the feelings that have been piled up in the long river of time and have nowhere to vent are all vented with him as a breakthrough.

This moment......

The Lyre of Bells and Drums was truly born in this world!

In this world, a truly epic instrument has appeared!

On the road, all the people were quiet.

They looked up blankly and looked in the direction the voice had come.

And then the body seemed to be out of control and was fixed there.

It was as if something countless times greater than humanity had descended on this crowded and busy city at this moment.

Whether it's an office worker returning home, an elementary school student who waits for a day and is distressed by the aftermath, or a scholar, engineer, or worker who participates in architecture.

At this moment, they all spontaneously gave birth to an indescribable pride and happiness.

It's like being in something much greater than yourself.

Their bodies are standstill, but their spirits are beyond everything.

All the troubles in life seem to be insignificant.

Wang Lianfang stood at the bottom of the performance tower.

He never showed his feelings in front of others at will, and he was already in tears at this time.

When he finally decided to accept the proposal, he never imagined that he would hear such music.

Such a bell, such a drum.

The low-frequency drum sound, which lacks a sense of direction, is reflected by the surrounding buildings, as if it is coming from all directions.

And the bell is even stranger.

Its complex sound system, complex resonance and occlusion, let it look ahead, look behind, touch far away in the sky, but chase it close in front of you.

It's like an untimely dragon, dragging its long body and swimming around him.

He opened his hands, closed his eyes, raised his head, and circled in place, listening to the sound of the bell and drum harp, coming from all directions.

The sound of the Lyre of Bells and Drums converged in the Golden Triangle from two directions, and then penetrated each other and spread farther away.

Not far away, at Dongyuan University, students who were just about to go to evening self-study suddenly stopped.

The melodious sound of bells and drums came from afar.

In the center of Baisheng on the other side, the security guards who were patrolling looked up and could vaguely see a corner of the bell tower, which was so small in the steel forest with high-rise buildings.

In the distance, office workers, who were working overtime, suddenly stood up and opened the windows that had been sealed all day.

The cold wind pours in, and the sound of traffic pours in.

But at the same time, there is also the melodious sound of bells and the sound of drums.

In the distance, on the construction site, on the top of the high crane tower, the master driving the crane suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look over.

In the modern city, the low bell tower and the drum tower are like two small toy models.

In the distance, a plane was landing, and the sound waves hit the wings of the plane and reflected back.

The passengers in the plane, as if sensing something, frowned and looked at the ground below that looked like a sand table.

The sound waves crossed the plane, hit the clouds above the plane, and were reflected off and sprinkled throughout the city.

In the distance, the old man, wrapped in cotton clothes, walking in a secluded alley, suddenly heard the sound of the resonance of the surrounding walls intensifying, and he suddenly stopped and looked up at the white cirrus clouds in the sky.

"It's strange, it's winter, how do you hear thunder?"

Not all sound waves are reflected back, and some sound waves come out of the clouds, stirring the air above the clouds.

A small suspended droplet, in this vibration, slowly rises, and then condenses into small ice crystals.

"Knock...... duang......”

Every sound seems to convey a bit of power to it.

It's in the clouds, doing Brownian motion, rising, rising......

The ice crystals collided with other small Xiaoice crystals, and then slowly grew larger......

At this moment, the sound waves from the ground seemed to become softer.

Then, at last, the buoyancy of the air could no longer hold it, and it began to descend irrepressibly.

More Xiaoice crystals also descend with it, and then they slowly touch, fuse, and crystallize......

A snowflake, falling from the clouds, fluttering, floating, floating......

The wind blowing from the landing of the plane passed over the top of the crane tower and slowly descended towards the model-like bell and drum tower.

The surging sound waves also gave it a slight momentum, and it was pushed by the sound pressure from both sides to float slowly to the middle.

And then it finally came to the finish line.

Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes and suddenly felt a chill on the tip of his nose.

He opened his eyes, and the sound of bells and drums stopped abruptly.

He reached out and gently touched the tip of his nose, then raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky is vast, and the world is long.