Tuesday, Christmas Eve.
A little after five in the afternoon, before evening self-study.
"When phlegm is in your throat, it's continuous, which reflects the continuity of material motion. Once you spit it out, it becomes a 'point' with definite mass, energy, and momentum, which reflects the discreteness of material motion.
And the fact that it can simultaneously display wave-like and particle-like behavior may prove that… old phlegm has wave–particle duality.
I feel like I've discovered something earth-shattering. So quantum mechanics is actually closely related to our daily lives…"
Bai Bufan and Lin Li were leaning against the railing in the corridor, watching a teacher downstairs spit into a trash can. Bai Bufan muttered as his expression shifted over and over, then he finally couldn't help looking at Lin Li:
"Lin Li, I might be about to win the Nobel Prize…"
Lin Li chuckled.
