After severing ties, biological parents and family regretted

It was just a National Day, and Chen Pingan suddenly found that everyone seemed to have changed.

It seems that after this festival, all the new students have lost part of their youthfulness and become more mature than before.

But this is just a feeling, and I can’t tell the specific reason why.

As usual, the four of them sat in the last row.

Beijing University is one of the highest universities, and those who can get in are the proud ones of heaven.

Needless to say, self-discipline one by one.

After the morning classes ended, they slowly walked towards the cafeteria.

Chen Ping'an felt quite embarrassed because because of him, the other three had to walk slowly like him.

"You can go first and take a seat to get food. You can eat directly when I arrive!"

"You're right, I've wanted to do this for a long time!" Chi Yonghao was the first to agree, and he quickened his pace as he spoke.

Chen Pingan smiled at Ding Junzhe and Li Hongzhong, "Go, what are you waiting for! All the delicious food has been eaten up, and you won't be able to eat anything by then!"

Watching the two of them speed up and leave, he continued to slowly walk over.

The Kyoto University cafeteria is famous for its delicious food, large portions and low prices.

After eating, Chen Pingan returned to his dormitory and turned on his computer to take a look at today's stock market.

It continued the decline before the National Day. Although there was a slight recovery, there was another wave of decline before the market closed in the morning.

He opened the trend chart of the peripheral market, looked at it once, and then turned off the computer.

In his memory, this period of time was a consolidation trend, and he was not interested in such a trend.

This time can be used to enrich your knowledge base in this area.

He only needs to listen to what is said in class once.

If it were a class like Ma Zhe's, he would have basically finished reading the book long ago, and in class he would just look down at the professional books he borrowed from the library.

Time passed quickly and was very fulfilling.

Every student seems to be in a hurry. Even after class, they are no different from ordinary college students, but when it comes to learning, all of them are serious.

The free and carefree college life in the novel seems to have nothing to do with the school they attend.

There are no teachers to supervise and no one to supervise, but no matter where you go, you can see people learning.

In this kind of environment, it’s impossible even if you don’t work hard.

The weekend is coming soon.

The number of people in the group who have signed up to participate in club activities has reached 34.

Chen Ping'an looked at everyone's names carefully, and except for Huo Shiyun and Dong Wanwan, he didn't recognize anyone else.

But these are not problems.

According to what he said when he signed up last time, he planned to just bring a computer and a notebook and study hard with the seniors.

Ding Junzhe naturally went to play basketball.

This is basically where he goes every afternoon when he has free time.

Apart from foot odor, Chen Ping'an really felt that Ding Junzhe, a boy from Northeastern America, had no shortcomings.

So far, this guy has been asked to use WeChat countless times, which is really enviable.

But there are times when Ding Junzhe envies Chen Ping'an, such as on Sunday.

On Friday night, Chen Pingan went home for dinner as Liu Qing asked, and brought junk food back to Chen Shuhui.

On Saturday, I studied miscellaneous subjects with Chen Shaohua for two hours and then read.

He rushed to school early on Sunday morning. He didn't even bring breakfast to the people in the dormitory, and went directly to the club's activity venue.

The Financial Technology Association was supported by the academy when it was first established. It is slightly different from other ordinary societies in the composition and core personnel of this society.

It is not only a club that freshmen can join, but it is also a club that is very closely integrated with the graduate school.

What if everyone else uses the name "XXX Club" and they use the name "Association", which is full of class and authority?

Moreover, so far, the Financial Technology Association is the only association named after an association with students as the main body.

Chen Pingan also inquired about the nature of this society in private, but found nothing.

In addition to knowing that the real boss of the association is a certain old professor, the other vice presidents and the like are all held by senior figures in each grade of the college.

For example, Confucius said, "Isn't this name awesome?"

But what is really impressive about him is not his name, but his accomplishments in the field of computer technology.

It is said that this senior built a model independently and sold the first version for a sky-high price.

Now I am also an intern at that buyer's company. I am really good at it and I don't want it.

But so far, he only knows these few people.

Huo Shiyun, Dong Wanyuan, Confucius said.

Just three.

And everyone is a senior.

As for whether the others had new students, he didn't know.

Today is his first appearance in the club, and Chen Pingan decided not to bring a cane.

Putting on new clothes, he slowly walked to the activity point with his backpack on his back.

A building with only 5 floors, there is no obvious sign outside.

The only thing that can be seen is a display board at the door, which says "Financial Technology Association activities are at 306 on the third floor."

He arrived early, but he also saw someone carrying a backpack.

Some people even have water bottles in the side pockets of their backpacks.

He walked slowly, so from time to time someone passed him and glanced sideways at the new face.

Room 306 on the third floor.

There is no special number on the door.

There were already many people in the large room with double doors.

When Chen Ping'an walked in, he saw Huo Shiyun and Dong Wanwan, two people he knew, looking at the computer screen in front of them and not knowing what to say.

Everyone else who knew each other greeted each other and asked about where they went during the holidays and other topics.

After looking around, Confucius didn't appear, so he had to go to the corner of the last row and sit down.

He took out his laptop and put it on the table, then took out a book "Stock Market Psychological Game" and started reading.

At nine o'clock, Confucius came in with a computer. After connecting to the huge screen, some data popped up on the screen.

"Hello everyone, how was your vacation?"

Confucius said that after exchanging a few nonsense words, he turned to the topic.

"This is the first activity of our club in the new semester, and all the people who can come are true fans, hehehe...

The main content of today’s event is to let some newcomers meet with you. In addition, someone came up with a small model to evaluate the market sentiment turning point of a single product..."

Chen Pingan sat down and listened in confusion.

But at least he knew that the model was actually of little use.

The popularity of trading in any financial product is not a continuous behavior.

It is very possible to complete the largest volume and frequency of transactions of the day in just a few minutes.

In the remaining time, not many tickets were sold, and the frequency was not high.

He instinctively thought that this thing was of little use to him.

But obviously Confucius also knew it.

His focus was on the sampling model of this heat value.

Chen Ping'an, who was sitting at the back, didn't understand very well, but he still tried to remember every word Confucius said.

Wait until you have time to study it slowly.

In his eyes, most people listened with interest, but some people didn't care. At least from his position, he could see that some people didn't raise their heads at all, but focused on their computers...

"This semester, the club plans to hold a real competition, and the prize money is not much, only 20,000.

If you are interested, let me know when you get down. "

Confucius said in a calm voice, as if he had no interest in this kind of actual competition, and this was more like a task assigned by the superiors.

At the end, he added.

"Participation is conditional. If you don't have the ability, don't sign up. After all, the actual offer uses your own money, and it also takes up time."

Chen Pingan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Senior Kong..."

He stood up and said, "In addition to funding, do I also have to use a designated model?"

His voice made everyone turn their heads.