Real Scholar System

"It's dead, it's full of positions and more orders, this is the rhythm of wanting to liquidate!"

When Fang Moyan put on the AI ​​glasses again, he was stunned when he saw that his futures were full of long positions, and the turtle trading system frantically popped up a 4A risk alert.

How on earth did I have the guts to bet such a high amount in the morning?
If the market turns sharply downwards, it only needs a lower limit, and all the high profits made crazy this morning will be given back!
It might blow up!
Then it's over, and the good situation will be completely ruined.

"What's wrong? You made a big mistake? Let someone sleep?" Shen Tianlei laughed.

"Bah! Dogs can't spit out ivory! Forget it, I won't tell you."

Fang Moyan looked sad.

What happened to yourself?
However, the feeling of being supercilious and in control is really cool!

Yuan Lanxi got up and left.

Fang Moyan looked at her back and suddenly woke up. Did he do something stupid when he ran in the morning?

Forget it, I have done everything, now is not the time to take care of my children,
Still think about how to deal with the 30 lots in hand.

Go at the opening, go at the opening!
He kept reminding himself.

The painful lesson of nine liquidations made him have lingering fears about risks, and he would not be able to sleep when his warehouse was full.

A distant frontier capital.

"Mr. Ma, after these two days of violent ups and downs, your last tens of millions of empty orders have been replaced by long orders."

"Then let's get started."

One after another, explosive news suddenly exploded at noon.

"Sandstorms in the frontier continue, and cotton farmers' harvest this year is worrying."

"Three major states in India have been hit by disasters, cotton worms are rampant, and international cotton production has been greatly reduced!"

"Cotton exports are restricted in some parts of the beautiful country."

"The hot cotton trading market in Northwest China was empty overnight."

"Some traders rushed to the Northwest to grab new cotton."

These news strongly stimulated the nerves of traders in the cotton futures market,
Some people are ecstatic, some are furious, some are rejoicing, some beat their chests, and some even want to jump off the building.

At this time, Fang Moyan didn't know anything, the food was not good, the water was not sweet, and he was completely upset by those thirty orders!
I am really a moron mentally retarded!
With an impulse in his head, he bet all his wealth on it.

Forget it, forget it, just treat it as a dream.

Originally there was only 1 yuan left, but I just got lucky and turned 1 yuan into 7 yuan, and I can repay the principal lent by the master. If it exceeds [-] yuan, I can take it .

Come on, let's go, this time, we might lose it again.

It seems that I don't have the talent to do futures at all, and it's good to recognize my limitations.

Or focus on studying.

With my current strength, it is impossible to get the first place in the next monthly exam, and I am full of confidence to get the top ten.

The shoulder was slapped suddenly, and he turned his head to see Liu Chengxue, a big black man.

"Old Fang, what are you thinking about all day long? Go back to the dormitory later, and I have something good for you."

"What good stuff? Let me tell you, Lao Liu, I'm a good student now, and my three views are very upright. Don't tempt me with messy things."

"Haha, my buddy wants to help you. Didn't you bet Feng Shuangshuang that there will be a father-son game in the next monthly exam?"

"I will definitely let her kneel down and sing Conquer! I will win!"

"Really? That's fine.

"The list of mathematical mistakes I've put together so much seems to be useless."

When Fang Moyan heard it, he grabbed Liu Chengxue, the big black man, by the neck: "Brother, let me have a look."

"Fuck, old Fang, stay away from me! I'm a straight man of steel!"

"Okay, I get it. At worst, I'll polish your poem for you. Li Meimei will definitely look at you with admiration."

"Good brother, show loyalty, I will give it to you when I get to the dormitory."

The math error book in his hand was as thick as two textbooks, and Liu Chengxue devoted all his efforts to mathematics knowledge here.

This black boy is average in liberal arts, but he is really good at science. Glass, when he was a sophomore in high school, it was popular to watch Doupa. Shen Tianlei brought a set of collections. As a result, this black boy peeked at math class and was confiscated by Qian Baoyu, who threatened him unless The next time I get a perfect score in the math test, I will return the book to him.

Then he really got a perfect score next time.

It was Lao Liu's handwriting, which made people look awkward. Fang Moyan took it back and savored it carefully.

"Damn! This broken computer is hopeless, old Fang, clean up the rogue software for me, and keep popping up windows."

Shen Tianlei was watching a movie with his laptop in his arms, and suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted.

"Did you go to some unspeakable website again? No wonder you got a virus every day." Fang Moyan smiled. He had done some research on computer systems and took his notebook.

"The burst rate is fully open, level 999 with one knife."

"Still playing with those fake boat paints? If you want to play, play with real boat paints."

"If you are a brother, come and kill me!"

"Big tie, I'm Tianle, I'm slag, Tanwan Lanyue, introduce the new version of the boat that hasn't been pulled in Sili, it takes three minutes to experience it, Lizao will fuck me, love is like a festival game."

Isn't it just a pop-up window, simple.

Turn off browser ad pop-up settings, clean up the registry,
Snapped!
Just as Fang Moyan was skillfully operating, a pop-up window popped up.

"Daily headlines."

"Sandstorms in the frontier continue, and cotton farmers' harvest this year is worrying."

"There is a shortage of international cotton, and experts predict that the price of new cotton will rise by 50%."

"The impact of a poor cotton harvest on the garment industry."

Fang Moyan's hands trembled,
MMP!

No wonder when I first came into contact with futures, I wanted to pay attention to industry information, but was severely taught by the master Zhang Bao. His point of view was,
Prices include all information.

All information will be reflected in the price.

Even before school started, he had already learned of the fact that this year’s cotton harvest was in short supply through visiting neighbors at home, but the news had never been seen in any media. Just like Zhang Bao said, there was a big man who had hundreds of millions of empty orders for cotton , If the news is released rashly, you won't be able to run away, and you will be blasted by the bulls in an instant.

Probably during this period of time, the empty orders in the hands of the big shots have been almost digested in the market, and may even have been idling more.

That's when the news broke.

All retail players who read and sell news will always get lagging news.

Fang Moyan can already imagine that when the market opens in the afternoon, the short side will be crushed to pieces.

For myself, wait for the sedan chair.

Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!
It's hard for him to describe his mood, obviously just now he was apprehensive about the more than 30 orders in his hands, but now he has completely become... ecstatic.

30 lots is more than one order, a full 30 lots, one point earns 25 yuan, and 30 lots is 750 yuan.In the morning, the market closed at the limit, so if it doesn't rise by [-] points today, I'm sorry for such breaking news.

and many more,

If it rises by 1500 points

How much is this TM?

Hemp egg!

The brain is empty,
Right now,

My mental arithmetic completely failed.