Bo Xiaofeng slammed his face into the wall, feeling too ashamed to face his ancestors.
Little sis, little sis... you...
"Tsk, tsk, your sister really is a genius!" At that moment, a particularly punchable voice rang out.
Bo Xiaofeng looked miserably at Su Junyu, who had sidled over with ill intent. "If you want to fight, we can find a place and have it out right now."
Su Junyu waved his hands. "No, no, no, I mean it sincerely. We both study mathematics, so you should know how much this kind of single-minded temperament can help her, right?"
Bo Xiaofeng viciously smashed his head against the wall beside him twice before looking at Su Junyu. "Indeed. My little sister, when she isn't thinking about mathematical problems, is just an ordinary girl, at most a little spoiled..."
"But the moment mathematics is involved, she becomes like this." Su Junyu looked toward the arena. "I thought my little brother was in trouble this time. But now that I see his opponent is your sister, there's no problem!"
Bo Xiaofeng flew into a rage. "What the hell are you talking about!"
Su Junyu gestured with his lips. "See for yourself."
The situation on the field was developing in a direction nobody could understand.
Faced with a certain single-minded question, Wang Qi thought for a moment before answering seriously, "This seems to involve a very complicated mathematical problem."
Bo Xiaoya nodded. "Indeed, logically speaking..."
Wang Qi shook his head. "No, we can go even deeper—have you studied set theory?"
Bo Xiaoya nodded as though she understood, though she still could not see what this had to do with set theory.
In mathematics, sets and logic were two very closely related fields. Sets were the foundation of mathematical language, while logic was the sole tool