Late at night, guarding the market alone, it is as silent as a polar night. Fingers tapping on the keyboard, cold light illuminating dense notes. In the fluctuations of the K-line, opportunities lie hidden before dawn, like seeds patiently waiting to break through the soil.

Such nights are particularly clear-headed. Every record is a dialogue with the market. Those overlooked details may be nurturing the next round of trends.

At this moment, you who are still holding on, whether for ideals or livelihood, are experiencing this period of accumulation. Don't forget, the coldest night is often closest to dawn.