At night in the cryptocurrency industry, time is divided into tense expectations. At nine o'clock, Solayer's airdrop arrived as scheduled; At ten o'clock, the opening bell rings, pondering whether to accept this chip; At 11:45, the fluctuation of contracts on Layer touched the heartstrings. The story of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow has been outlined in my heart, like an unfinished narrative. Every week of Q1, waves of counterfeit coins continue to emerge, and illusions of wealth flicker before our eyes. Thinking of the smile on the founder's face when he successfully issued the coin, I couldn't help but feel a sense of resonant joy in my heart. A smile also appeared on my chubby face.