Chapter 1: Physics no longer exists

At 11:00 PM, having just finished the celebration banquet, Xu Qingzhou leaned against the decorative stone wall outside the hotel and lit a cigarette to ease his exhaustion. To debug the experimental apparatus that satisfied the entanglement of microwave photons and optical photons, he had pulled two consecutive all-nighters.

He was the protagonist of this banquet, and with leaders in attendance, it was hard to refuse; he truly couldn't get out of it.

Night fell, the stars twinkled, and the neon lights of Kyoto were all ablaze. With all sorts of architectural lighting turned on, the milky-white moonlight intertwined with the city's radiance, fully revealing the city's prosperity.

Suddenly, an abrupt and urgent ringtone sounded.

Xu Qingzhou looked at the name on the screen, silent. He took a heavy drag of his cigarette and finally pressed the answer key.

"Qingzhou, congratulations, you've finally realized your dream." The caller ID displayed the three characters "Zhang Yuxin."

"Thank you." Xu Qingzhou's tone was flat, his reply polite, as his gradually blurring memories began to revive.

Zhang Yuxin had transferred to Xu Qingzhou's class in the second semester of their senior year. She was beautiful, skilled at the piano, could dance, and could even do the splits. Her suitors were as numerous as carp crossing a river, and Xu Qingzhou was one of them. Because of their proximity, he had even nearly turned the tables to become the one in charge.

*Huo~* As the cigarette smoke hit his lungs, a blast sounded in Xu Qingzhou's ears. His chest felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife, a sharp pain sweeping through his entire body. For a moment, the world spun, and dense black dots rapidly occupied his vision.

Read! {

The cigarette butt began to burn his fingers.

He sat up straight, emptied his mind, and recited in his heart: System? Activate system. Activate system. Check environment? Xu Qingzhou failed. He had just tried 13 ways to activate a system from novels, but that cold, mechanical voice never appeared in his mind.

Xu Qingzhou ignored him, rubbed his temples, leaned blankly against the chair, and said, "I want some quiet."

"Quick, call an ambulance!"

First, from the perspective of general relativity, spacetime is viewed as a curved four-dimensional space, but under heavy restrictions, the probability of traveling through spacetime is extremely slim—for instance, it requires motion exceeding the speed of light and the existence of negative energy... What if it were shifted to the quantum realm he was familiar with?

#Nobel Prize announces latest news: For his contributions to entangled photon experiments, verifying the violation of Bell's inequality, and pioneering quantum information science, our nation's physicist Xu Qingzhou has been awarded the 2032 Nobel Prize in Physics.

Xu Qingzhou felt a tightness in his chest; it was an old ailment from working himself to the bone. Being physically unwell made him lose the interest to curse.

From then on, he locked away his heart and love, threw himself into the game, and risked his life to grind out experiments.

Pain! Extremely painful!

He looked up, his vision gradually clearing. When he saw the scene before him clearly, he was stunned.

Quantum entanglement and quantum tunneling do indeed exist in the field of physics. For two interdependent particles, changing the state of one particle instantly affects the state of the other. Some particles can also tunnel through potential barriers considered impassable by classical mechanics. But... it was precisely because he was familiar with quantum mechanics that he knew these were all impossible! Now, physics, it did not exist.

"Are you going crazy!" Guo Zi was originally trying to scare Xu Qingzhou using their old class teacher, but he ended up being the one startled.

"If you ask me, don't be sad. There are so many who like Zhang Yuxin; not everyone has the courage to confess. You tried your best, and no matter the result, you won't regret it in the future."

"..."

"Hiss~"

Xu Qingzhou automatically filtered out the chattering noise.

Around him were students wearing blue and white school uniforms.

At that moment, he realized that the bicycle he couldn't bear to ride, others really would stand up and pedal.

Damn it, the data on my computer hasn't been deleted yet! "Professor Xu!"

She had posted this man on her social media; he was called some 'President,' the producer of this drama, and also the male lead.

【Sorry, I don't want to date before I graduate high school.】 【Xu Qingzhou, I don't want to date before I graduate college; let's talk about us later.】 【I don't want to date before my career is stable.】 The reasons were very simple, and like a fool, he waited for 8 years.

!.

On the left, on the wall, was a water dispenser. Beside the dispenser hung a conspicuous sign—60 days until the college entrance exam. Xu Qingzhou suppressed the raging waves in his heart, his gaze finally falling on the boy beside him who was rolling a book into a megaphone—Guo Zi, his best friend from high school.

He was dumbfounded.

Xu Qingzhou pursed his lips, pinched his thigh, and gave it a fierce twist.

*Ding~* The phone screen lit up; this time it was a notification.

In the 4th year after graduation, she successfully landed a role as the second female lead in an idol drama.

Everything before his eyes was strange yet familiar.

Did I really fucking rebirth?

"Quiet is good, quiet is good."

As for Zhang Yuxin, his impression was still stuck 1 year ago, at a class reunion, where she sat in a Maybach, full of pregnancy.

It wasn't a hotel, it wasn't a hospital ward, but a classroom! On the desks were piles of books as high as small mountains—messy, crowded, yet inexplicably reassuring.

*Du~* He silently hung up the phone and hurriedly took two drags to soothe his lungs.

Directly opposite, above the blackboard, were eight conspicuous characters: "Study hard, make progress every day." On the right hung the "Middle School Student Code of Conduct" and the "Chengnan Middle School Student Behavioral Norms."

Could it be... He seemed to associate this with some possibility and swallowed his saliva. Is the end of science really metaphysics?

Xu Qingzhou shook his head self-deprecatingly, hugging his arms and emptying his brain.

Sudden death?

"Can I come find you? Don't misunderstand." Zhang Yuxin's tone carried a plea: "I know I'm not worthy of you, but in Kyoto, you're the only good friend I have left. I just want to be a witness to the important moments in your life."

"Everyone move aside, keep it ventilated! Little Liu, hurry and bring the AED over!"

There were quite a few pretty girls in the class; why was I so blind as to be infatuated with Zhang Yuxin?

Guo Zi nodded and echoed with a smirk. After a long while, he couldn't help but lean over, nagging, "I told you long ago to wait until after the college entrance exam to confess. You insisted on catching the last train of high school and blew your own mentality to pieces."

He took out another cigarette, lit it, *pa-da pa-da* took two drags, and continued again.

It seems to be a high school classroom? *Heh*, surely I haven't been reborn.

Waiting in the hotel lobby for two hours, only to see her walk in holding a man's arm, thoughtfully helping him straighten his cuffs, asking if he was tired—she had just learned a bit of massage.

On the day of the wrap party, he took a train for over a thousand miles, secretly holding flowers while waiting for her in the hotel lobby, wanting to give her a surprise.

"..."

"Xu Qingzhou, wake up! The class teacher is here!" Xu Qingzhou felt as if someone was shouting in his ear with a megaphone.

"Am I still alive?" Xu Qingzhou's consciousness began to return, regaining control of his body. His hands were numb, his mind chaotic.

Well, one shouldn't be greedy; I've already been reborn, what more could I want?

"Besides, Zhang Yuxin didn't explicitly refuse..." Guo Zi was in the middle of speaking when he suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw Xu Qingzhou with a solemn expression and a sincere tone: "Black Fatty, in this final period, you must study hard and strive for a good university. Also, don't be a simp."

Strictly speaking, Guo Zi was worse off than him; he had simped, but couldn't hold onto it.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 2 =====