A Hundred Poems After a Hundred Drinks

At Princeton, besides studying, you also need to sleep, and after waking up, you still need to socialize.

Food clubs are the main social organizations in Princeton, and they are usually named after the bars or restaurants that their members frequent.

Tiger Inn is a bar on the Princeton campus and one of Princeton's most famous food clubs.

Bars are the most important social venues in the United States. People go to bars to talk about business, relationships, and life ideals. They go there to relax, whether they are happy, depressed, or just generally happy.

In principle, only students who have spent two full years at Princeton are eligible to join the Tiger Inn, and Shen Qi was clearly not eligible, but this was his third time coming to the Tiger Inn for drinks.

Jonas spent seven years in Princeton, where he was the honorary chairman of the Tiger Inn food club and a shareholder of the Tiger Inn bar.

Shen Qi had already heard of Jonas's title as honorary chairman. It was precisely because Jonas was the honorary chairman of the "Tiger Inn" that Shen Qi was able to join the club as an exception.

Shen Qi had just learned that Jonas owned shares in the Tiger Inn Bar.

"Jonas, so you're one of the owners of this bar. No wonder you didn't pay for my drinks the last two times; you just signed the bill and that was it," Shen Qi suddenly realized.

"Two years ago, a shareholder returned to his home country, and I happened to have some spare cash, so I bought 60% of his shares. I like the decor of the Tiger Inn, and the tequila here." Jonas picked up a glass full of tequila and drank it all in one gulp.

"Professor Muller's salary isn't enough to buy 60% of the shares here, is it?" Shen Qi asked.

"I used to have a house on the outskirts of Stockholm, but I sold it, so I have some spare cash." Jonas waved to the bartender and then pointed to Shen Qi: "Nick, pour my Mathematics Department buddy, the brilliant mathematician from China, a glass of tequila. Just now, he proved the Wash Conjecture; it's something to celebrate."

"What fantastic news! It's so exciting! This year's Fields Medal belongs to a mathematician from China!" Bartender Nick is American, and Americans tend to be more exaggerated in their expressions. Even the fact that their neighbor's husky was discharged from the hospital after recovering from its illness can excite them for half a month.

"There's no Fields Medal this year, it'll be the year after next... Hey, Nick, a small glass will do!" A large glass of tequila was placed in front of Shen Qi. This liquor was very strong, on par with vodka, and stronger than Erguotou.

"A night of joy, let's revel! Cheers, to the Wash Conjecture!" Jonas raised his glass, smiling at Shen Qi, his bright green eyes captivating and alluring.

"I can't hold my liquor, so I'll just have a small sip as a token," Shen Qi said, raising his glass as well.

"It's fine, whatever." Jonas said, then downed his tequila in one gulp.

"Jonas, you can really drink!" Shen Qi had no choice but to down a large glass of tequila. It wasn't that he couldn't drink, but he didn't want to drink too much strong liquor; he still had to write his thesis when he got back.

Then Jonas and Shen Qi had a tequila drinking contest. By the end, Jonas was so drunk that he passed out.

"Nick, Jonas is in your hands now," Shen Qi said to the bartender, and then left the Tiger Inn. Jonas was the big boss of the Tiger Inn, so the bar staff would naturally take good care of Jonas.

Back in his apartment in the graduate student dormitory, Shen Qi was slightly drunk. This feeling was very strange; a door to a new world had opened in his consciousness, both hazy and real, and mathematical inspiration flowed out continuously.

"In ancient times Li Bai could compose a hundred poems after drinking a bucket of wine; now, Old Shen writes his thesis overnight!"

Shen Qi completed the final part of the Proof of Diophantine Equation Wash Conjecture, and he wrote down two author names:

Shen-Qi*, Ou-Ye*

The asterisks after their names indicate that Shen Qi and Ou Ye are co-first authors of this paper.

The inspiration didn't end there; Professor Muller has a new approach to his ζ(2n+1) problem!

Shen Qi was suddenly overcome with passion; he grabbed a pencil and began to write rapidly on the draft paper:

Given that when Re(s) = σ > 1

Γ(s)ζ(s)=∫α^s-1/e^α-1dα

"I should have thought of that! I should have thought of that a long time ago! The best course of action here is to use a Merlin Transform!"

Shen Qi slapped his forehead, feeling both annoyed and excited.

The frustration stemmed from having wasted half a month agonizing over Hardy's Proof Method.

The excitement stems from the fact that failure is the mother of success!

Without experiencing the meaningless trap of Hardy's Proof Method, how can one see the vast sky of Merlin Transform!

If one path is blocked, try another.

Often, all you need is a tiny spark of inspiration, an inspiration that's heading in the right direction!

Today's drink was worthwhile.

No wonder Jonas drinks so often; he gets inspiration when he's drinking!

The higher the alcohol content, the more inspiration one gets; the tequila at Tiger Inn is close to 70 degrees.

"The world laughs at my madness, ha ha ha..."

In a state of extreme excitement, Shen Qi skillfully used the Merlin Transform:

1/e^α-1=1/2πi∫Γ(s)ζ(s)α-1ds

After changing α to 2nα and multiplying it by n^2k-1, the trouble that had been bothering Shen Qi for half a month was completely resolved.

The next step is to prove a new lemma, which brings us back to Shen Qi's initial assumption and proves that the direction of Shen Qi's previous judgment was correct.

Making general judgments and handling specific details are equally important; insight and logical reasoning are the two mathematical talents that Shen Qi values most.

"I... I'll take a nap first..." Shen Qi realized that tequila, this strong liquor, had a really strong aftereffect. He was slightly drunk just now, but now he was moderately drunk, and he needed to rest for a while.

The alarm clock rang precisely at 6 a. m. I had a slight headache and smelled faintly of alcohol.

Shen Qi wrote a one-page paper to sober up, then washed up, went for a run, ate breakfast, and went to class in the Spelman Hall.

In America, if a person lacks self-discipline, moral decay will inevitably follow.

Shen Qi was strict with himself; he could drink alcohol, but he had to get up on time the next day and do what he was supposed to do.

Jonas slept until noon, and after applying a face mask, he walked towards the Lud Hall empty-handed.

This afternoon, Professor Muller's research team will hold its bi-weekly academic meeting, and Jonas arrived at Muller's office ahead of time.

"Jonas, make yourself some coffee. I'm going out to make an important call." Professor Muller left the office with his phone.

A while later, Mary arrived. She looked extremely haggard, with obvious dark circles under her eyes.

"Mary, beauty is a gift from God to women. Please cherish your beauty. You need sleep." Jonas, a thirty-year-old man, had skin better maintained than women his age. A man at thirty is in his prime.

"I can't sleep at all!" Mary poured herself a cup of black coffee, without sugar or milk.

"Okay, never mind," Jonas said nonchalantly.

"Jonas, can you take a look at pages 6 to 8? I'm a little hesitant. Should I use Ramanujan Formula to handle this identity?" Mary opened the folder, took out a few pages of paper, and placed them in front of Jonas.

"You've already earned your PhD in mathematics from the University of Bonn, while I haven't even graduated yet." Jonas didn't bother to look at Mary's dissertation.

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