The Counterattack from Two Thousand U
At three in the morning, the computer screen emitted a cold light. Liang Xi stared at the mere 2000 U left in his account, his fingertips hovering over the mouse for a long time. Having just experienced consecutive liquidations, even his breathing felt tight and fatigued. The account balance was like a mirror, reflecting the bloodshot eyes and unwillingness deep within him.
"Just this once," he whispered to himself, opening the ETH contract interface. At this moment, the market was in a period of sideways volatility, with both bulls and bears locked in a stalemate, and the forums filled with voices of "wait and see" and "caution." Yet, Liang Xi's gaze fell on the subtle fluctuations of the hourly chart—signals of fleeting trends that only high-frequency traders would catch.
He did not hesitate, immediately maxing out his leverage, opening a short position with half his capital and setting up conditional orders for a long position with the other half. This was an almost crazy move; if he was wrong about the direction, 2000 U could vanish in minutes. But when the market suddenly dipped as he had anticipated, the floating profit on the screen began to fluctuate wildly, the red "profit" label burning into his vision like flames.
"Increase the short!" His heart raced, yet he calmly added to his position. The market's panic spread, and the ETH price plummeted, causing his account balance to jump from 2000 U to 50,000 U, then to 200,000 U. A colleague beside him was sweating, but he focused on the rebound signals on the candlestick chart. Just when everyone thought he would chase after his success, he suddenly reversed and closed the short to open a long.
"Are you crazy?" someone couldn't help but voice. But the next second, the market bottomed out and rebounded, turning his previous short profits into a frenzy of longs. The numbers on the screen soared at a visible speed: 500,000 U, 800,000 U, 1,000,000 U... When he swiftly closed his position at the rebound peak, his account balance froze at 1,030,000 U.
From three in the morning to seven in the morning, in four hours, Liang Xi leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh. The sky outside had already turned white, and the first ray of sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, falling onto his bloodshot but brightening eyes. The 1,030,000 U in his account lay quietly, like a thrilling dream, but the cold numbers silently told the story: the counterattack that started from 2000 U had truly happened.
He closed the trading interface and poured himself a glass of cold water. The battlefield of the crypto world never has eternal victors, but at this moment, the leap from 2000 U to 1,030,000 U was his victory.