Actually, I never said I was a scholar. The me from ten years ago still somewhat resembled a scholar; back then, I could still write lines like "White clouds first lie atop the Cangshan peak, golden rainbows still appear within the torch's light" in a school preface (actually, I snuck in a bit of personal preference, embedding my favorite Ye Gucheng and Shangguan Jinhong), and I could also write couplets like "Ten years of wandering, cultivating ten thousand volumes; a lifetime of shifting, traversing a thousand mountains." Now I can only use bloody and tearful gossip to write about real trading. As for being unlearned and incompetent, that's not wronging me; I'm a lazy person. Sometimes, even though there's a clear, broad path, I'm too lazy to take it, and I just mess around in some obscure corner. This is my shackle, and also my sorrow. As for whether I can manage to achieve something noteworthy...