The Dim Light of the Screen at Three in the Morning: My Inner Trading Ranking Roller Coaster Record

My nails dug shallow marks into the phone case as I stared at the real-time rankings jumping on the Ave interface, my heart racing in sync with the transaction alert sounds. The time in the upper left corner of the screen jumped to 03:17, and the inner trading list of Four.Meme just refreshed. My nickname “Little Sweet Bean Charge On” finally squeezed onto the prize pool line – 49th place!

Half a month ago, when my best friend dragged me into this circle, I didn’t even recognize all the candlestick charts. She sent me an entry link for a few hundred U: “Just give it a try, follow the operations of the big shots in the group, making enough for a cup of milk tea isn't hard.” Unexpectedly, on the first day, I made enough for a hot pot meal just by following the “instant order signal” called out by the big shot. The tension of “my hand speed can't keep up with the market” when placing the order, and the exhilaration of the numbers jumping up after the transaction felt like someone had flipped my addiction switch.

To climb the rankings, I set my alarm for the early morning, with a power bank always next to my pillow. During the day, I would casually browse in the office while looking at depth charts, and at night, I would snuggle in my blanket watching real-time rankings, even dreaming about counting my account balance. The platform's candlestick charts looked like a mobile game interface, with green for drops and red for spikes, even someone as inexperienced as me could understand it at a glance. I saved a full album of line-drawing tutorials sent by “sister” in the group, drawing arrows and marking points, and surprisingly, I really started to grasp some patterns, managing to place orders accurately several times in advance to catch the waves.

The day I climbed into the top 30, I almost got caught laughing at my desk by my boss. The bonus arrived right on payday, and I immediately placed an order for the perfume I had been eyeing for a long time, spraying it on my wrist and smelling it felt like “the scent of victory.” My best friend sent a voice message: “Nice one, Sweet Bean! If you make it to the top 20 in this ranking competition, I’ll treat you to a feast!” I bit my lip while looking at the rankings on the screen, watching myself get closer to a higher prize pool, my fingertips felt hot.

Now, every time I unlock my phone, I first open Ave, and my heart races at the sight of the familiar leaderboard. The tension of staring at the screen at three in the morning, the instant joy when a transaction goes through, the secret delight of rising in ranking, and the anxiety of possibly dropping out of the prize pool, all feel like riding a roller coaster, going up and down. This feeling of fear and expectation, wanting to win yet feeling nervous, must be the magic of inner trading ranking – clearly knowing there are risks, yet unable to resist wanting to try again, to see if I can push a little further.