Immediately after Ye Yi raised this question, many people took out paper and pen and began to calculate, while people on the internet started making fun of it.

A question on Zhihu asked: Under what circumstances does one plus one not equal two?

"Thanks for the invitation. I'm currently at the main conference in Beijing. According to Ye Shen's line of thinking, one plus one does not equal two."

"Thanks for the invitation, but I'm in the hospital. In a situation where a man and a woman are alone together, one plus one does not equal two."

"Thanks for the invitation. I'm currently in the Middle East. In a gunfight, one plus one does not equal two."

All sorts of ideas spread online, and many netizens initially thought that some kind of meme had become popular again when they saw this scene.

Later, after these netizens who were unaware of the situation read out the whole story, they all shouted and knelt down before Ye Shen.

At the same time, Ye Yi once again presented himself as a genius to many netizens.

However, Ye Yi was not clear about any of this. After Ye Yi raised his confusion, he received a lot of inquiries from people.

Ye Yi explained his thoughts one by one, and finally managed to get away when the museum was about to close at night.

Back in his room, Ye Yi collapsed weakly onto the bed, despite possessing the physical strength of a martial arts master.

However, discussing academic issues with a large number of people is not only physically exhausting, but also mentally draining.

Upon seeing this scene, Yang Zhu couldn't help but chuckle and said.

"You really are the only person in China who, as a high school student, has caused such excitement in the entire venue. And now everyone on the internet is calling you God Ye."

Looking at Yang Zhuyi's beaming face, Ye Yi replied with a bitter expression.

"Old Yang, stop joking, I'm really tired."

After saying that, Ye Yi covered his head with the blanket.

Looking at Ye Yi, who was like a child, Yang Zhu couldn't help but smile appreciatively, and then spoke.

"Then get some rest. The real big event starts tomorrow."

"I understand." A muffled voice came from under the covers.

…………

Just as Ye Yi was stealing the spotlight, Chen Fenghua excitedly looked at his fist.

In front of Chen Fenghua was a broken sandbag.

"Sure enough, I can get stronger. No, this isn't enough. I'll join that game arena," Chen Fenghua muttered to himself in a fanatical tone.

"Young Master, the Master is looking for you." At this moment, a bodyguard walked into the room. When he saw the broken sandbag on the ground, his pupils shrank sharply, but his expression and tone remained unchanged.

"Okay, I got it. I'll be right there after I shower," Chen Fenghua said casually, waving his hand.

A short while later, Chen Fenghua arrived in front of Chen Qingyang, the head of the Chen family, and called out coldly.

"dad."

"Yes, you've arrived." Chen Qingyang said casually, his face also cold.

"So, what do you want from me?" Chen Fenghua said somewhat impatiently.

"I heard you're going to fight in underground boxing matches." Chen Qingyang said, looking at his youngest son with some annoyance.

“Yes.” Chen Fenghua raised his head without fear and met his gaze.

Seeing his son so stubborn, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but sigh and said sternly.

"Isn't it good that you're a rich kid? Why are you always causing trouble for me?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fenghua couldn't help but snort coldly and said with some anger.

"I'm a useless piece of trash anyway, why should you care about me? At least I practiced martial arts to protect my mother. What were you doing when your mother needed you?"

"You unfilial son!" Chen Qingyang stood up in a rage and slapped Chen Fenghua hard across the face.

Chen Fenghua gritted his teeth and endured the heavy blow, then took a deep look at his father before turning and leaving.

Watching Chen Fenghua's departing figure, Chen Qingyang slumped weakly into his chair and then said.

"Butler Mu, go and bribe the young master's rival. After all, he's still my son."

"Yes, sir." An old man quickly left the room.

Time flew by, and Ye Yi stretched lazily by the window, feeling refreshed. Looking at the bright sunshine, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Get up, let's go, get there early so we can have a good spot," Yang Zhu said to Ye Yi as she came out of the bathroom.

"good."

The two of them, in high spirits, headed towards the Great Hall of the People.

Unlike yesterday, there are no street stalls here, only chairs.

There were already quite a few people sitting in the front seats.

Meanwhile, the cameras on Longguo TV were turned on early on.

"Beep beep, first place, first place, sofa sofa."

"Squeeze in from upstairs."

"Emm, I'm still a child."

"Are there a lot of big shots coming today?"

"Yes, I saw three of the world's leading mathematicians arrive in China yesterday."

"Beijing Province people indicate that eight world-renowned mathematicians have emerged."

"Wow, I'm going to watch it all day this time."

"By the way, does one plus one actually equal two? Just curious.jpg"

"Hmm, you should ask Ye Shen about this. If he doesn't know, then no one else probably does."

"Those big names in the mathematics world who came didn't know?"

"They probably haven't even started reasoning yet, since Ye Shen only asked this question yesterday."

"Wow, I saw Ye Shen! He's on his phone."

Where? Where?

"Hmm, it seems Ye Shen also has a normal side. He also likes to play on his phone."

"I suddenly had a naive idea. I = love playing on my phone, Ye Shen = love playing on his phone, so I = Ye Shen."

"The idea is bizarre and the logic is rigorous, but it's totally wrong."

Ye Yi was scrolling through his phone out of boredom, completely unaware that he had become the subject of much discussion.

Just as Ye Yi was scrolling through his phone, countless people entered the large hall one by one.

While awaiting the start of the seminar, the three elders, along with a large group of senior citizens, were engaged in a heated discussion in a VIP room.

“Mr. Yang, I think your statement that one plus one does not equal two is clearly a wrong idea,” a red-nosed elderly foreign man immediately pointed out.

"No, no, Loras, what evidence or logic do you have to prove that one plus one equals two?" Old Yang retorted, equally unconvinced.

The two began arguing fiercely about this issue.

Meanwhile, many other mathematicians also found their own opponents and began debates, for them.

It's rare to have such an opportunity to get together with so many like-minded friends, so none of them chose to give up this great chance.

They all started discussing math problems without prior arrangement.

The question raised by Ye Yi also became one of the topics of discussion among everyone.