At 3 a.m., Li Ming’s phone screen was lit, casting light on his bloodshot eyes.
He had been staring at the chart for forty-eight straight hours. Friends in the crypto circle were all talking about a token called PUMP. Its price was only $0.004, and its market cap was pitifully small. In the group, some people said it was a scam coin, while others insisted it was the next hundred-x coin. Li Ming hesitated for a full day.
"Anyway, it’s just a few hundred bucks. If I lose, I’ll treat it as tuition." He muttered to himself, swiped across the screen, and converted all his remaining 200U in his wallet into PUMP.
The moment he bought, he regretted it. The price immediately dropped from 0.0043 to 0.0041, and his position instantly went into the red. Someone in the group started mocking him: "Another bagholder, huh." Li Ming shut off his phone, rolled over, and forced himself to sleep. He told himself that the 200U was just a lesson.
The next afternoon, Li Ming was jolted awake by a burst of urgent message alerts. Half-dazed, he grabbed his phone and saw that the group was in chaos.
"PUMP is pumping!"
"Up 50%!"
"Who bought at 0.004? Stand up!"
His heart started racing. He opened the exchange and saw that PUMP was already skyrocketing to 0.0052. His 200U had turned into nearly 260U. He was so excited his hands were shaking, but reason told him that these scam coins rise fast and fall fast too.
"I won’t move yet. Let’s see if it can go higher." He clenched his teeth.
The next six hours were the longest six hours of his life. PUMP was like it had boarded a rocket, surging from 0.0052 all the way to 0.0058. His account balance jumped from 260U to 290U. Every time it rose by one cent, his heart seemed to pound harder.
Suddenly, the price began to slip back. 0.0055, 0.0053, 0.0051. The group’s voices changed from celebration to panic.
"Run! It’s about to dump!"
Li Ming’s finger hovered over the sell button. He hesitated for a full three seconds. In those three seconds, he thought about the painful experience last month when he chased QNT at the top and got trapped at $373—and the days he spent standing guard at the peak.
This time, he didn’t hesitate.
Click. Confirm. Execute.
PUMP kept falling the moment he sold. Ten minutes later, it dropped back to 0.0045. And in his account, 280U lay quietly there.
200U became 280U—profit of 80U. Not much, but it was the first time he walked away completely in the black with a scam coin.
That night, Li Ming said one thing in the group: "The hardest thing in crypto isn’t what to buy—it’s knowing when to sell."
No one replied. Because everyone was waiting for the next PUMP.
#PUMP #土狗币 #cryptocurrency
He had been staring at the chart for forty-eight straight hours. Friends in the crypto circle were all talking about a token called PUMP. Its price was only $0.004, and its market cap was pitifully small. In the group, some people said it was a scam coin, while others insisted it was the next hundred-x coin. Li Ming hesitated for a full day.
"Anyway, it’s just a few hundred bucks. If I lose, I’ll treat it as tuition." He muttered to himself, swiped across the screen, and converted all his remaining 200U in his wallet into PUMP.
The moment he bought, he regretted it. The price immediately dropped from 0.0043 to 0.0041, and his position instantly went into the red. Someone in the group started mocking him: "Another bagholder, huh." Li Ming shut off his phone, rolled over, and forced himself to sleep. He told himself that the 200U was just a lesson.
The next afternoon, Li Ming was jolted awake by a burst of urgent message alerts. Half-dazed, he grabbed his phone and saw that the group was in chaos.
"PUMP is pumping!"
"Up 50%!"
"Who bought at 0.004? Stand up!"
His heart started racing. He opened the exchange and saw that PUMP was already skyrocketing to 0.0052. His 200U had turned into nearly 260U. He was so excited his hands were shaking, but reason told him that these scam coins rise fast and fall fast too.
"I won’t move yet. Let’s see if it can go higher." He clenched his teeth.
The next six hours were the longest six hours of his life. PUMP was like it had boarded a rocket, surging from 0.0052 all the way to 0.0058. His account balance jumped from 260U to 290U. Every time it rose by one cent, his heart seemed to pound harder.
Suddenly, the price began to slip back. 0.0055, 0.0053, 0.0051. The group’s voices changed from celebration to panic.
"Run! It’s about to dump!"
Li Ming’s finger hovered over the sell button. He hesitated for a full three seconds. In those three seconds, he thought about the painful experience last month when he chased QNT at the top and got trapped at $373—and the days he spent standing guard at the peak.
This time, he didn’t hesitate.
Click. Confirm. Execute.
PUMP kept falling the moment he sold. Ten minutes later, it dropped back to 0.0045. And in his account, 280U lay quietly there.
200U became 280U—profit of 80U. Not much, but it was the first time he walked away completely in the black with a scam coin.
That night, Li Ming said one thing in the group: "The hardest thing in crypto isn’t what to buy—it’s knowing when to sell."
No one replied. Because everyone was waiting for the next PUMP.
#PUMP #土狗币 #cryptocurrency