"Dingdong, congratulations on becoming the host candidate of the 'Great Musician System'. Click OK to bind to the 'Great Musician System', start the 'Great Musician Training Course', and become the strongest music player in human history.

Home……"

In the corner of the Dongwon University library, a "ding dong" sounded, and a huge dialog box appeared on Gu Xiaobai's mobile phone.

Gu Xiaobai glanced at it, then lowered his head to do the questions again, and wrote a series of physical formulas on the white paper with the tip of his pen.

"Dingdong, do you want to become a pop singer? Do you want to have endless wealth, strong reputation and incomparable appeal? Click OK to bind to the 'Great Musician System'..."

"Dingdong, do you want to become a master composer? Do you want your works to inspire countless people every day? Click OK and the 'Great Musician System' will help your dreams come true..."

"Ding dong, do you want to become a master performer? Music has unparalleled power. It can soothe pain and soothe people's hearts. It can also set off a wave of anger and change the world. Hold the power of music in your hands and become the uncrowned king of the world! Join 'Da Da' immediately

Musician System 'Bound..."

The sound of ding dong ding dong kept ringing, and prompts popped up one after another, but they were all ignored by Gu Xiaobai.

But the continuous beeps obviously disturbed other people, and several students nearby looked disgusted and dissatisfied.

Gu Xiaobai was also a little helpless. What kind of junk advertisement was this? Why did it play endlessly? Could it be that the phone was poisoned?

Even if it's advertising, it should be a little creative, okay? Who would believe this kind of advertising?

He picked up the phone, and four words popped up on the screen dialog box: "Put on your headphones."

Gu Xiaobai hesitated and plugged in the headphones.

Soft but wonderful music came from the headphones, and Gu Xiaobai found that a dialog box slowly appeared in his field of vision.

"Do you believe me now?"

The dialog box floats in the air, appearing translucent, like water flow and light smoke, constantly undulating.

Gu Xiaobai was stunned.

If before, he thought it was a prank, but now this scene was completely beyond his imagination.

What kind of technology is this that can produce such realistic hallucinations? Gu Xiaobai has never seen such technology before, nor has he seen such technology in any literature.

He stretched out his hand and swiped across the dialog box in front of him, but he didn't touch anything. His fingers seemed to have passed through smoke and dust, and the dialog box only fluctuated for a moment before returning to calm.

"Could it be..." Gu Xiaobai took off his headphones, and the dialog box in front of him slowly disappeared.

He put on his headphones again, and when he heard the soft music, the dialog box appeared again.

Only the text has changed:

"Is it bound to the 'Big Musician System'?"

It can be seen that this so-called "big musician system" is very confident.

He has proven his truth, and he doesn't think Gu Xiaobai can refuse.

Wealth, power, prestige, power... and most importantly -

Shortcut to success.

No one can resist this temptation.

Gu Xiaobai thought for three seconds, then reached out and clicked Cancel.

The dialog box disappeared, and the music in my ears suddenly changed its tone and became sharp and disharmonious. It seemed that someone was going crazy.

After a few seconds, another dialog box appeared: "Why?"

"Because I want to be a physicist, can you make me a great physicist?"

"cannot."

"Goodbye then."

Gu Xiaobai took off his headphones, and the dialog box in front of him disappeared.

Everything it describes is indeed beautiful and tempting, but everyone has his own ambitions. If you want to trap a lion, you shouldn't throw a bamboo shoot in the trap, then you can only catch a giant panda.

Ever since he read a story about a scientist when he was a child, Gu Xiaobai determined to become a great physicist. From an ignorant child, he became the number one in the class and the top student in a small town, and then defeated hundreds of people.

Thousands of competitors of the same age entered the Physics Department of Dongwon University.

In Gu Xiaobai's mind, physics is the ultimate law of the universe and the foundation for everything. As for music... what is it? Can it be eaten?

Growing up, Gu Xiaobai could not sing more than three popular songs. The only time he went to KTV was when the students had their first gathering at the beginning of college. Xiaobai sang half of the song before he was forcibly taken away by his classmates.

Got the microphone.

Otherwise, half of his classmates would have been killed by now.

Gu Xiaobai didn't care. He knew that he didn't have too many resources and good conditions like other peers. All he could do was spend all his energy on studying.

To him, music is completely dispensable. He has no interest in it, and he is too lazy to waste energy. Whether it is a singer, a master composer, or a master performer, it has no attraction for him at all.

I am a man who wants to become a great scientist.

Gu Xiaobai lowered his head and continued to answer questions.

The exam season is coming, time is precious, and if you want to achieve your goals, you still need to study a lot of questions.

After all, success never comes easily, and his road is long and difficult.

The sound of brushing echoed on the paper, and neat lines of formulas spread out.

At this time, Gu Xiaobai's eyes were bright, shining like two stars.

After completing another question, Gu Xiaobai saw another sentence pop up on his mobile phone: "Being a great musician does not affect your ability to become a physicist, it may even help you."

Gu Xiaobai still chose to refuse.

"Success comes from going all out. Great physicists basically achieve their achievements before the age of 30. I still have 14 years, which is 2 hours. After excluding the time for rest and exercise, I still have 71,540 years left.

Hours, how much time do you need from me? 10,000 hours? Sorry, that’s one-seventh of my life.”

The phone went silent, and after a moment, a blood-red dialog box popped up.

"The host refuses to bind. In order to protect the security of the system itself, the host will be wiped out. Countdown to wipe out: 10, 9, 8..."

Huge numbers scrolled across the screen, and each time they scrolled, they vibrated violently, which was shocking.

Gu Xiaobai tilted his head and glanced, shook his head, and continued to do the questions.

"3,2,1..."

The huge 0 stopped on the screen.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

Isn’t this trick a tried and true method?

Many good men have fallen for this trick.

"Please, you can't even force me to become your host, and you still want to kill me?" Brother, you have to be logical when joking.

"Are you so sure?"

"If my inference is correct, you just used the 'synesthesia' of the human nervous system to let me see non-existent images through sound stimulation. Although I don't know the specific implementation process, it was also the case when the movie was invented.

It was regarded as magic, but now it is just commonplace. The technology is good, so just apply for a patent, otherwise it will scare people and it will have no future."

The cell phone is really dead.

Why is other people's system so prosperous, yet it is disliked and resisted? What did I do wrong?

After a while, another dialog box popped up: "What are the benefits of being a physicist?"

It didn't understand that there was obviously another shortcut in front of Gu Xiaobai, why didn't he take it?

"Because physics can explain everything, even you." Gu Xiaobai lowered his head again and continued to answer questions.

The phone went silent and never rang again.

Gu Xiaobai continued to answer questions.

At the bottom of the mobile phone, information is flowing:

"Trying to bind the host again, the binding failed. The host's willpower is indestructible and cannot be broken through. Start a roundabout strategy."

"Search, physics..."

"Search, physicist..."

"Search, Newton..."

"Search, Einstein..."

"Search, Maxwell..."

"New strategy is being calculated..."
Chapter completed!