#势不可挡的币安社区 In the summer of 2023, I stared at my mobile banking balance—10234 yuan. At three in the morning, the cicadas outside sounded like whispers from the encrypted world. I made the most reckless decision of my life: I exchanged 1000U and opened that app with the yellow logo.
“First, understand the candlestick chart!” I told myself. The green and red numbers bouncing on the BNB/USDT interface were like a heartbeat. I cautiously bought 0.1 BNB, and three days later it rose by 8%. In my excitement, I sold everything and made 80U—enough to treat my girlfriend to a hot pot. At that moment, I thought I was the chosen one.
The real test came in the third week. A friend mysteriously said, “This new coin will go up by hundreds.” I invested all my funds into a certain animal coin. In the first two hours, it rose by 30%, and I sent a red envelope in the group to celebrate. At three in the morning, the candlestick chart suddenly plummeted, like jumping off a cliff. The light from the phone screen reflected my pale face: -60%.
I slumped in my chair, the dawn light outside. 650U, this is all I have left. The trash can is filled with crushed instant noodle boxes.
That weekend, I didn't go out. I scoured all the articles from Binance Academy and watched twenty hours of technical analysis courses on YouTube. I came to know this battlefield anew: there are zero-sum games here, as well as real technology; there are gamblers and builders.
In the seventh week, I started a new strategy with the remaining 500U: only invest in the sectors I truly researched. I read in Binance's research report that 'RWA (real-world assets) is the next narrative,' and spent three days studying three related projects. I ultimately chose the one with the smallest market cap, for a simple reason: I could actually understand half of their technical documentation.
Two weeks after buying in, the tokens remained unchanged. People in the group curse the 'zero-return project' every day. On Monday morning of the third week, Binance's official website suddenly posted an announcement: the project will be launched on Launchpool. Within half an hour, the price quadrupled.
I didn't sell. It’s not greed; I finally understand—that in this world, the monetization of cognition requires the tempering of time. A week later, I sold in batches at +380%, and my account returned to 2100U.
Today, I have 5273U in my account. But what is truly precious is not the number:
· I have distinguished the boundary between 'investment' and 'gambling'
· I have developed the habit of reading project GitHub every day
· I have gained the ability to think independently amidst FUD (fear, uncertainty, doubt)
The day before yesterday, I withdrew the initial 1000U. What remains is the reward this adventure has given me, as well as the ticket for the next journey.
It’s late at night, and Binance's interface is still lit up. This time, I no longer just look at the price. I open the BNB Chain's block explorer, watching strings of transaction hashes flow by—inside them are my stories, as well as millions of others like me, awkwardly yet resolutely searching for their coordinates in this new world.
In the lower right corner of the screen, the time jumps to a new day. I suddenly remember the cicadas' chirping from the night I made my deposit. It turns out that some summers can really change a person's trajectory.
