Just past ten o'clock, BYD, which had been halted for nine minutes, surged to the limit again, appearing incredibly strong.
"Damn it, when did the main force's intentions become so easy to guess? Was it really just a fakeout?"
"I don't get it, is it that I predict the market maker's prediction, and the market maker predicts my prediction of his prediction?"
"Selling high, buying low, researching every angle of the five-day line, and it turns out to be less effective than mindlessly charging ahead?"
Retail investors, believing that a hot market is bound to cool, sold off prematurely, missing out, fearing the high, each biting their teeth in regret.
Screw the trader's iron laws, life's maxims, final advice, a person's dying words are kind.
They lost all rationality, beginning to head for the limit-up board mindlessly, hoping to queue in.
"Is this a test? Did I pass?"
