Yesterday someone asked me: “Can Jing Tian’s girlfriend be pursued?”
I said, “This filthy dog can’t.” I kept my tone flat and explained nothing.
The other person added: “What if this time is different?”
I didn’t reply again. Because I knew that within 24 hours, the result would answer for me.
Now the outcome is out—it’s nearly at zero.
It’s not that I have some superpower, and it’s not that I opened a third eye. It’s just this kind of script—I’ve seen it in the crypto world too many times: one name, one hot topic, a crowd of people driven by FOMO, plus the illusion of “This time it really is different.”
When those four things are all in place, you get a standard filthy-dog feast. And the endpoint of the feast is always just one thing: whoever runs slower is the one who pays.
When I said yesterday that it wasn’t going to work, I wasn’t guessing. Every metric on it was telling me that this is a standard capital-pool scheme script.
No product, no users, no revenue—heck, not even a decent whitepaper. The only thing it had was the two words “hype.” And hype like that comes fast, and disappears even faster.
Today it hit zero. Some people say it’s a black swan; some say it was a rug pull; some say the whales didn’t play by the rules.
But really, none of that.
It was supposed to go this way from the start.
Predicting something like this sounds mysterious, but put plainly it’s just one sentence: if you’ve seen enough overnight millionaires, you’ll know which is acting and which is the truth. And the truth is often—most filthy dogs, from the moment they’re born, the ending has already been written.
Yesterday I said the answer. Today the market verified it for me.
The “gold content” is still rising. But this time, what’s rising isn’t the coin price—it’s the gold content of my words.
Next time I speak up and say “it won’t work,” I hope you won’t come asking me “why.” I hope you’ve already pulled your hands back.
Because in this market, losing a little less is sometimes harder than making a little more.
I said, “This filthy dog can’t.” I kept my tone flat and explained nothing.
The other person added: “What if this time is different?”
I didn’t reply again. Because I knew that within 24 hours, the result would answer for me.
Now the outcome is out—it’s nearly at zero.
It’s not that I have some superpower, and it’s not that I opened a third eye. It’s just this kind of script—I’ve seen it in the crypto world too many times: one name, one hot topic, a crowd of people driven by FOMO, plus the illusion of “This time it really is different.”
When those four things are all in place, you get a standard filthy-dog feast. And the endpoint of the feast is always just one thing: whoever runs slower is the one who pays.
When I said yesterday that it wasn’t going to work, I wasn’t guessing. Every metric on it was telling me that this is a standard capital-pool scheme script.
No product, no users, no revenue—heck, not even a decent whitepaper. The only thing it had was the two words “hype.” And hype like that comes fast, and disappears even faster.
Today it hit zero. Some people say it’s a black swan; some say it was a rug pull; some say the whales didn’t play by the rules.
But really, none of that.
It was supposed to go this way from the start.
Predicting something like this sounds mysterious, but put plainly it’s just one sentence: if you’ve seen enough overnight millionaires, you’ll know which is acting and which is the truth. And the truth is often—most filthy dogs, from the moment they’re born, the ending has already been written.
Yesterday I said the answer. Today the market verified it for me.
The “gold content” is still rising. But this time, what’s rising isn’t the coin price—it’s the gold content of my words.
Next time I speak up and say “it won’t work,” I hope you won’t come asking me “why.” I hope you’ve already pulled your hands back.
Because in this market, losing a little less is sometimes harder than making a little more.
