Chapter 311: 131: Brother Hua teaches us how to be a person, true a flower of wealth and elegance in human realm!
Chapter 311: 131: Brother Hua teaches us how to be a person, true a flower of wealth and elegance in human realm!
Does Viola have her own opinion?
If people knew that the illustrious Young Miss of the Thompson Family failed to grasp the concept of Schrodinger’s Cat…
It would simply be preposterous.
As soon as Sylvia had finished her sentence, Mrs. Hill immediately turned to Viola.
She was also eager for Viola’s response.
Her intuition told her.
Viola’s answer would surely illuminate them all.
Mrs. Thompson gave Sylvia a look.
She knew what Sylvia was implying.
Thankfully, Viola was exceptional, otherwise she would have definitely been bullied by Sylvia.
Daring to challenge her grandchild.
Sylvia was just shooting herself in the foot!
Viola gave a faint smile, her lips curling into an attractive dimple, and spoke softly, “I don’t have any particularly unique insights.”
No unique insights?
Sylvia smirked slightly.
Viola’s response was too vague.
It was clear she didn’t know a thing about Schrodinger’s Cat experiment.
Viola’s reaction was within her expectations.
For a moment, Sylvia was thrilled. This time, she had finally trampled Viola under her foot.
Just as Sylvia was about to say something, Viola continued, “Firstly, if an observer uses a transparent box to put the cat into, the observation has already begun. This observation leads to the collapse of the wave function, meaning that both the cat and radioactive matter cannot be in a state of superposition. In other words, intentional observation must be avoided if a superposition state is desired.”
As she spoke, Viola was confident and composed, her explanations were clear and rational.
There was no hesitation, no stuttering.
She was unapologetically bold and radiant.
Just like a moon hanging high in the sky, unreachable to all.
Sylvia was stunned.
She had no idea Viola’s knowledge was so extensive!
Viola slowly continued, each of her words being enunciated clearly and effectively.
The beautifully pronounced London accent made it a pleasure to listen to her speak.
“To me, Schrödinger’s cat represents subjective idealism. Whether the cat is dead or alive has been predetermined. The experiment has evolved into a superposition of life and death simply because we don’t know. Another way to look at it is that Schrödinger designed his cat to refute Copenhagen and Heisenberg; it is not as personal as it suggests, the wave function is only for representing electron motion, it is unrelated to macroscopic.”
“Schrödinger’s Cat further extends to physical spatial problems and philosophical theories of parallel universes. If we don’t open the box to observe, the cat remains in a state of being both dead and alive. However, a cat that is both dead and alive cannot exist, so the box must be opened to determine the state and final result of the cat.”
“From a quantum perspective, if we never open the box to observe, we will never know the state of the cat, it will forever exist in a superposition state of both dead and alive. This has manifested the microscopic uncertainty principle as a macroscopic one.”
Mr. Roy and Mrs Hill listened intently.
Viola’s discourse left them in absolute awe.
She is magnificent.
She was unlike any teenager they had met before.
Not only Mr. and Mrs. Roy, even Edward Thompson was surprised.
How did Viola know this?
Thinking this, Edward Thompson looked up at Viola.
In a moment, Mr. Roy began to applaud.
Mrs. Hill also joined in.
Mrs. Thompson glanced at the ghastly white faced Sylvia, her face brimming with a brilliant smile.
True talents never show off.
Only someone like Sylvia, who is mediocre, would want to show off at all times.
And in the end, she was the one who ended up looking like a fool.
Mrs. Thompson began to applaud along with the Roys.
Her granddaughter is just that incredible!
Sylvia simply could not believe it.
She had intended to humiliate Viola, yet instead, Viola completely stole the show.
Those words were supposed to be spoken by her.
But Viola had beaten her to the punch.
Sylvia clenched her teeth so hard that the taste of blood filled her mouth.
She could not lose.
She could NOT lose.
Like swallowing a bitter pill, Sylvia gathered her composure and pretended as if nothing had happened, laughing, “Sister, you really are incredible.”
Hearing these words, Mrs. Hill nodded smiling, “Sylvia is right. Viola, you are incredible..”