Do you think the crypto world can change the fate of ordinary people?

At 18, you just entered college dorms and see your roommate trading cryptocurrencies.
"This month's doubled!" he waves his phone.
You secretly use the 5000 yuan living expenses given by your parents to buy Dogecoin. Three days later, it turns into 10,000,
and you're so excited you send a message to your ex-girlfriend at midnight:
"I'm going to achieve financial freedom!"

At 20, your account hits 30,000.
You skip advanced math class to monitor the market in your dorm,
and when the teacher calls roll, your roommate helps you shout "here."
That night, there’s a sudden waterfall crash,
your 30,000 drops to 8,000.
You tear up and slam the mouse:
"Damn! Trash market!" Before uninstalling the software,
you transfer the last 8,000 back to your bank card, just enough to pay for retaking the course.

At 22, you graduate and join a small company.
At lunch in the cafeteria, you overhear colleagues talking about Bitcoin,
and you nervously re-download the exchange app.

This time, you’ve learned your lesson and only buy "safe" coins like Bitcoin.
But it doesn’t increase in value for a year,
and just as you sell to pay rent,
the next day, it’s trending on hot searches: #比特币突破前高#.

At 25, you switch to a financial company,
and your monthly salary rises to 18,000.
You draw K-line charts at your desk,
boasting to the new intern: "At least I’ll get a down payment this time."

But the bear market hits unexpectedly,
and your account drops from 200,000 to 90,000.
You comfort yourself: "Just like putting it in a fixed deposit."

At 28, a girl you’re set up with asks about your hobbies,
and you say you love researching investments.
Her eyes light up: "Perfect, I’ve saved 100,000 for my dowry..."

Suddenly, you break out in sweat. Last week, you just closed a contract position,
and now your account is still down 30,000.

At your wedding at 30,
your brother hugs your neck:
"Any good coins to get rich quick?"
You smile and joke: "Just hold Bitcoin."

Actually, the day before yesterday, you just cut your losses on Litecoin,
losing your stake.
The first thing after the red envelope arrives,
you transfer 20,000 into the exchange.

On the night your child is born,
you secretly open 20x leverage outside the delivery room.
The next day, when the exchange’s delisting notice pops up, your baby is in ICU.

After smoking half a pack of cigarettes in the underground garage,
you transfer the remaining 30,000 to your wife’s card, deleting all chat records clean.

At 35,
you start weekly investing 500 yuan in Bitcoin.
One day after work, you see an ad on the subway: "Bitcoin breaks through $100,000!"

You take out your phone to check your account,
and surprisingly, you’ve broken even. But you don’t tell anyone,
not even your wife, the password to this wallet.

At 40, your child needs 20,000 for an advanced math class.
You dig out an old altcoin wallet,
and find that the Dogecoin you bought back then is worth 50,000.

When withdrawing cash, your hands still tremble,
and only when the ATM dispenses the money do you believe it’s not a dream.
At 50, your child gets into a prestigious American university.
You exchange all your Bitcoin for USD, just enough to cover tuition.

As you leave the bank,
you see the square screen broadcasting news of Bitcoin’s new high.
You say nothing, and toss coins to a young street performer.

He has a QR code on his guitar case, with the name Dogecoin donation address.
$btc $doge