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Chapter 157 Chapter 157: Timely Stop Loss, Unlimited Future
Because of this accident, the five returned to school a little late.

The school gate was closed, so they had no choice but to climb over the wall again to enter.

Who would have thought that the five of them entered the school smoothly, and before they reached the classroom, they met Yan Zheng who was inspecting discipline at the entrance of the corridor.

"Hello, Director." After bowing her head and saying hello, Zhen Mingzhu wanted to leave.

"Stop!" Yan Zheng shouted angrily.

Five people had to stop.

"What are you doing?"

"..."

No one answered.

"Zhen Mingzhu, tell me." Yan Zheng glanced around and landed on Zhen Mingzhu.

This girl, since being with Cheng Yanning, has given him a lot of peace of mind for the first time, but what's going on now, just a few days after school started, she reverted to her old ways, and lived a foolish life?Yan Zheng felt dissatisfied in his heart.

Zhen Mingzhu looked up at him: "I'm sorry, Director."

Yan Zheng was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?" The little girl's eyes were red.

"It's okay." Zhen Mingzhu lowered her head again, "I will study hard in the future, and I won't miss classes."

It's rare for such words to come out of her mouth.

Yan Zheng looked at the people next to him with doubts.

He didn't know what happened in Song Xiangxiang's winter vacation. Seeing that these five people were more disciplined than before, and it was just the evening self-study, he waved his hand and said, "Go back to the classroom quickly, and don't be late in the future."

His voice fell, and several people ran away together.

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Grade [-] Class.

Ma Pingchuan stood on the podium with a gloomy expression, and was angry when he heard a strong clang from the door: "Report."

He turned his head and saw Li Chenggong smiled at him.

"Come in."

Seeing these people, Ma Pingchuan's face immediately softened.

Several people stepped into the classroom.

After they were seated, the students completely quieted down and went to self-study.

Ma Pingchuan walked around the classroom, and when he reached An Ying's seat, Xia Yubing quickly stood up, handed him a leave slip, and said softly, "An Ying said her legs were not feeling well, so she went to a clinic outside to see a doctor. "

Ma Pingchuan already knew about An Ying's small car accident on the first day of school.

In all fairness, An Ying is a good student.

Good temperament, good study, and a little talent.But ever since he found out about the conflict between her and Yue Lingshan and Zhen Mingzhu on the first day of school, he had some opinions on this seemingly reserved girl.

Ma Pingchuan glanced at Xia Yubing: "Come out."

Xia Yubing was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her head and followed him out.

When the two of them arrived outside the classroom, Ma Pingchuan said with a serious face: "Forget it this time. Go back to study at night and tell her. In the future, about asking for leave, you should either talk to me personally, or the parents will call in person, understand?"

"Oh." Xia Yubing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Ma Pingchuan looked at her cowardly look, sighed and continued: "As I said earlier, there is no shortcut to learning. School is also a very fair place. When you have strength, teachers in key classes will rush to ask for it. You My own grades are not good, I barely get into the key class, and I will be eliminated sooner or later."

When he suddenly mentioned this, Xia Yubing pursed his lips.

"Of course, I know that I can't blame you for this. I'll come back now and study hard. I also paid attention to your final grades last semester. The scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry are too serious. You can discuss it with your parents when you go back. It's better to study literature." .”

"understood."

"Go."

After a few words, Ma Pingchuan waved his hand to let her in.

The classroom was quiet. He smoked a cigarette in the corridor and looked in through the window.

Seeing this, I was stunned.

Ma Pingchuan quickly walked to the door and called Song Xiangxiang out.

When Song Xiangxiang stood in front of him, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

Ma Pingchuan frowned and looked at her for a few seconds, then asked, "What's the matter?"

"fine."

"Divided?" Ma Pingchuan asked suddenly.

Song Xiangxiang raised his eyes and glanced at him in astonishment, tears suddenly surged up again.

Ma Pingchuan naturally knew that he had poked someone's sore spot. After a short silence, he said earnestly: "At your age, it is normal for you to be agitated in adolescence and not to focus on your studies. But if you look back in a few years, you will find I feel like a fool right now. Is this the time to fall in love? To be honest, I would never kill you all when you talk about friends. Look at Zhen Mingzhu. They are not as good as you, but right now, I gave an excellent grade for the winter vacation homework. Love is not as good as you imagined, but it is not as bad as you imagined. What kind of person you like determines yourself to a certain extent grade."

This was the first time Ma Pingchuan talked to her, Song Xiangxiang was taken aback, and gave him a blank look.

She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit that what Ma Pingchuan said made sense.

She has always been afraid of being with Pan Yi, isn't it because of his state?

In him, she could not see the future.

If she, like Zhen Mingzhu, likes Cheng Yanning's good-studied and outstanding boys, then, in order to be with him and to go to the same school as him, she will definitely work hard, study together, study together, and study together. struggle.

Instead of just a few months like now, it seems to have gone through a lifetime.

Song Xiangxiang lowered his head and cried silently.

Ma Pingchuan sighed, and said: "If you are divided, you will be divided. Put your mind on your studies. After three years, when you are admitted to a good university, you will find that a beautiful life has just begun, and your future road is very difficult. It’s still long and full of hope.”

"Don't you think I'm depraved?" Song Xiangxiang asked with a sob.

"It's not terrible to go the wrong way, but it's terrible to go to death on one road. There is a term in investment called stop loss, which roughly means: when you feel that you can't afford it, get out in time to avoid losing everything. You The same is true for feelings, stop the loss now, everything is still too late."

Song Xiangxiang pursed her lips tightly and listened to what he said.

"Ancheng is not a small city, but compared with the whole world, it is not enough to look at. You are young, study hard, and there will be infinite possibilities in the future. When you leave Ancheng and enter a bigger world, you will I found out how small and naive I used to be. For reading, the smallest investment returns the highest return, and it is equally fair to everyone. If you waste the most precious few years, you will regret it for the rest of your life.”

Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books...

For a moment, this sentence flashed through Song Xiangxiang's mind.

Her tears gradually stopped.

"Very good." Ma Pingchuan finally said, "Tears that are not loved are the cheapest and most useless. When you are good enough and step into society, you will also find that there are better men in the world everywhere. yes."

Song Xiangxiang looked at him, and lightly pursed the corners of his lips: "Thank you."

"Go in and study hard."

Ma Pingchuan watched her go in and heaved a sigh of relief.

It was already dark outside, but there were lights shining in the classroom, warm and bright.

These silly children, when they are a little older, scramble to get in touch with the fresh and exciting world outside, but they don't know that when they finally stumble out of school to make a living, they will find that the life in the ivory tower is the most precious.

The most frustrating thing in this world is: the truth summed up by countless people is not as profound as the experience after suffering a loss.

(End of this chapter)