Heading to the airport now, a friend invited me to Xiamen to try out that foot massage that supposedly makes you want to press it a second time after the first. Then on Binance Square, my post got someone offering me 3 BNB for a collab on a new project, and a bunch of notifications popped up. The comment section is going wild— People are saying: Someone sends you 30k and all you want is that measly 30 or 50 bucks? Testing human nature with 3,000 bucks just for that 30 or 50 bucks? Are there really fools like that? Sending 666 to strangers, LOL, I’m dying of laughter. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It’s not me who’s crazy, it’s them who’ve never seen a real person. I’m not the screenshot type, not the keyboard warrior type. I’m a real person. Losses are real losses, gains are real gains, words are real words. Most people in this world doubt first, then believe. I’m the opposite. I believe first, then verify. Trust is an asset that can amplify and compound. A lot of people say, “Blue Star, you’re too naive.” I say, “You’re too fake.” This world is full of fake people. Being real has become a rare asset. Reversal is the movement of the Dao, Weakness is the utility of the Dao. I just like going against the grain. The world of real people has no script. One tweet, one “WTF,” one “Binance life” could turn into a narrative worth millions, tens of millions, or even billions. Crypto is the medium, Narrative is the weapon, Trust is the compounding force. Those 3 BNB, they’re not invested in me, they’re invested in you and me—those who still dare to speak the truth and do real things. If you still dare to take things seriously, drop a “WTF” in the comments and let the world see that real people are still on-chain.