don't call me singer

Chapter 1099 The Young Master Who Is Always Routines Is Really Wise

Outside the lecture hall of the university, a bus with black windows was parked not far below the steps.

At this time, a stream of gas is rushing out of the modified exhaust window on the top of the bus, making a whirring sound, while the shutter on the other side of the air intake has been opened to the maximum, and there is a hissing sound of air intake. Like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

But none of this compares to the sound coming from inside the bus.

Its sound is constantly changing, the sound is uniform and delicate, like the sound of hand-passing fine sandpaper, but it also seems to have a melody that changes periodically.

On the side, Jiang Wei led a few security personnel and pulled out the cordon. A group of people stood outside the three-meter line, like a group of geese who were eager to kill, with their necks stretched out in unison and their ears turned sideways. Listen in the same posture.

Just like an old driver can judge the speed of the car by listening to the sound of the engine, and know whether he wants to jump out of the car, the old astronaut can basically have a basic judgment on the engine as long as he hears the sound of the engine.

But at this time, this voice dazzled many people.

"The sound quality is really good, smooth, stable and delicate. If this engine is installed on something, it must be very smooth and comfortable..." A professor who is engaged in NVH field was dazzled by the sound.

"Such a small engine, what can it be used for? It can't even push a helicopter!" This is a practical party.

"Flying car?" This is curious baby.

"It's an individual aircraft." It's a bit sloppy.

"That stuff is nonsense, and it's useless now." This is negating the pessimistic party.

"You say it again to 'Master Yun'?" someone yelled.

"I don't think this thing needs to be installed on anything. If I get one, I'll tie it to the head of my bed. Listening to this sound, I can sleep soundly..." He Shisong quickly changed the subject.

Now, Master Yun is still a taboo topic.

He is 100% sure that "Master Yun" is definitely related to Gu Xiaobai, but this child can appear in different places at the same time as "Master Yun", which makes He Shisong himself a little confused.

But as soon as this sentence came out, everyone nodded in unison.

"This engine really has Xiaobai's style..."

Whether it is reducing the noise emitted by propellers, reducing the probability of underwater ships being discovered, interfering with marine life, or other research on noise control, they all belong to a specialized discipline - noise and vibration control.

It is a very important subject in the industrial field.

This involves a "sound quality" issue.

For humans, even noise has different qualities, and the negative feelings it brings are completely different.

There are even some noises that can bring people pleasant enjoyment, such as the roaring sound of a high-displacement engine, which can make many people's adrenaline soar, like an addiction, and want to listen to it even after hearing it.

However, an excellent engine runs smoothly and the sound is stable and consistent. It provides instant feedback to the driver, which is a very important part of the driving experience. Therefore, many people feel that electric vehicles are not used to it.

Many people say that in a high-end car, the sound of closing the door sounds high-end, which is also an important manifestation of "sound quality".

Generally speaking, the field of sound quality is divided into three levels.

The first level, reduces the magnitude of the sound, eliminates abnormal noise and abnormal vibration.

The second level improves the sound quality.

The third level is to design the "sound DNA" unique to each brand.

In other words, just by hearing the sound, you can know which company's product the product is.

And the engine made by Gu Xiaobai, whether it is in the water or in the air, has a complete brand of Xiaobai, and has the attribute of "instrument".

Only in terms of the sound quality of the engine, it has achieved the ultimate.

After all, this was Gu Xiaobai's original major.

As a musician with an exceptionally sensitive hearing, if the sound quality is not good, Gu Xiaobai himself might go crazy.

Moreover, Gu Xiaobai has gone one step further on the basis of improving the quality.

"This engine sounds like Xiaobai's handwriting. Maybe one day Xiaobai can use it to play other music." This is an expert in ship power. He is the first person who has seen Gu Xiaobai. The propeller produced by the "black square formula".

Under different rotation speeds, the propellers produced by the black square formula emit sounds of different frequencies, which are as soft as humming. In the sea, they can even attract whales to follow.

The Chinese scientists stretched their necks and shook their heads when they heard it. Just the testing stage has already made people's imagination run wild.

Many of them have already started to get close to He Shisong, and Gu Xiaobai can't reach them. If they get on good terms with He Shisong, maybe they can touch this mini turbofan.

Next to it, KAI's accompanying experts, researchers from local universities, wanted to put their necks together, make a long neck, and put their heads on the window.

Such a good thing, why is it not ours!
What method should be used to keep Gu Xiaobai in Korea for research?
Can our university use teaching positions to attract Gu Xiaobai?

He Shisong was thinking, after returning, let Xiaobai dismantle his precious helicopter!
Dismantle it immediately!Dismantle it immediately!
After dismantling, immediately study the new turboshaft engine with Xiaobai!
Isn't it a waste to use such a good thing on such a small turbofan? !

Everyone has their own ideas, standing outside the bus and discussing in full swing.

Then the question arises again: "What will Xiaobai put this thing on?"

What they didn't know was that Gu Xiaobai himself was struggling too.

Now that the engine is built, what should it be mounted on?

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai's cell phone rang.

The call was from Hao Fanbo.

Just like every child who has played high received a call, Gu Xiaobai's first reaction was: "You are so annoying..."

Calling while I'm testing a new toy, what a nuisance!

Hao Fanbai is used to it, when do you not bother me when I call?

Help you run the country, help you hold a concert, help you travel through time and space, and ask you to report something, do you still think I am annoying?

"You still think I'm annoying, and you don't care about the Hualiu concert?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are responsible." Gu Xiaobai was about to hang up the phone.

"It seems that son, you have enough money to buy flying machines, to do physics experiments, and to make toys, so you don't need me to help you make money in the future?" Hao Fanbo exposed his wounds without hesitation.

Gu Xiaobai glanced at his own cart.

Some people may not believe it, because it is a special material and ultra-high-precision processing, and Gu Xiaobai is in a hurry. The parts of this car cost tens of millions.

Not to mention the manpower and material resources spent on coordinating these materials and processing equipment.

If it wasn't for Gu Xiaobai, if it was someone else, he wouldn't be able to get it even if he had money.

"What do you want me to do?" Gu Xiaobai was reluctant.

"I'm short of someone here for the finale, let's sing a song."

"No!" Gu Xiaobai shook his head repeatedly.

What are you kidding, I don't want to go and sing!My toys are not finished yet!

"Then help me make up a song!" Hao Fanbo said, "I'll find someone to sing."

"...All right... what song?" Gu Xiaobai resisted endlessly, wronging Bala.

"The Lord in the Clouds."

"Ah?" Gu Xiaobai suddenly thought of the witch who wanted peaches, "No!"

Tch, this guy actually came after him?

"Then why don't you come and sing any song you want." Hao Fanbo said calmly, "With you here, I won't be afraid of being overwhelmed."

"Then... I'll make it up casually." Gu Xiaobai succumbed.

"My lord is wise!" Hao Fanbo flattered him.

How did a generation of virtuous ministers subdue a tyrant?
Of course it depends on routines!

(End of this chapter)