genetics determine me

, do you want to play basketball? "

I looked up, it was Truman.

"Late self-study, it's not easy to go out?" I was a little confused, playing basketball at night?

"It's okay, I will take care of the discipline in the evening self-study." Truman's smile was a little cynical.

"I...I still won't go...I don't know how to fight..."

"It's like this. Our school basketball game is going to form a team. Our class king is injured and can't play. We have to find someone to replace him."

But I... I look at my frail arms and legs. Although I can barely reach 180, I am still half a head shorter than Truman.And I'm still highly myopic, how could it be possible to sway on the basketball court like them?

"I can't. Stop it."

"If you don't know how, I can teach you. I even boasted to them that I can invite you. If you don't come, I will really lose face." Truman smiled and pointed to Liu Chaochao and Du Yu behind me. It's the basketball team.

I was still hesitating, but Truman had pulled me up and dragged me onto the basketball court.

There were only the two of us, and he said you should try shooting first, and then talk when you have a feeling.

I stood very close to the basket, but still missed the shot.He frowned and said, "You're not using the right strength, that's right."

Then he demonstrated it to me, and when I was casting, I was still behind me teaching me to use my strength.

At that time, his hands were very powerful, giving people a sense of dependence, and very gentle.

"I'm sorry I hit you."

I threw a basketball that hit the rim and bounced back right into his hand as he was directing me to use my wrist strength without noticing it.

He seemed to have twisted his wrist a little, and his brows were a little wrinkled: "It's okay, bumps and bumps are too common. You can continue to practice yours."

He was so pretty even frowning back then.

"Don't worry, I'll deal with you after I kill them one by one!" His cold voice came over, interrupting my thoughts.

The tear stains on his face just now were gone, replaced by a gloomy and cold face.

"Are you finally willing to open your eyes and take a look?"

I was stunned, so I haven't been blind for so many days.

But what caught the eye was the boundless darkness on his body.He suddenly jumped up and bit my shoulder hard, the blood flowed down directly, he still didn't let go, he kept biting tightly, as if he wanted to eat all the hatred.When I let go after a while, half of my body was covered in blood.

I didn't make a sound, and I wouldn't cry out for pain even if I died.

As long as he gave it to me, it's fine.

"Bah! You are tough! A defective product covered in genetic defects!"

He spit bloody saliva and left without looking back.

I fell to the ground, paralyzed by pain on one side, lying on my side under the dirty blanket in his garage.

He said that I was a defective product, which was not wrong at all.When I was born, my family had no money to do gene editing, so I had to be born naked.Not long after I was born, I was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. When I was six years old, I got myopia. The doctor said that I would be blind before the age of 30.

Their aristocratic school never accepts defective products like me, and their schools are all excellent products produced through gene editing.Maybe it was because of the power of the company that I was put into this group of schools that did not belong to me. Of course, I was also lucky, because no one with a little money would send their children to do this kind of experimental props for genetic testing. .

So when I was in school, I was actually bullied by them a lot. They called me glasses dog, four-eyed ladybug, only Truman never called me that.

Later, because Truman called me into the basketball team, they made up a jingle to laugh at me, laughing at me that ladybugs can also play basketball.After Truman found out, he rushed into the classroom next door to them, and punched them in front of the Chinese teacher.Then I walked out silently and said to the teacher, I violated the discipline, and I am punished to stand!

He really regarded me as a friend at that time.I didn't go to the classroom directly in that class, and I was absent.I stood with Truman on the school playground, I didn't say anything, but I knew I had to stand beside him.

"Last time your hand was injured, I... I bought a pair of wristbands for you." I took out of my pocket the wristbands I bought with a month's worth of breakfast money, although in his eyes it might be I don't like it at all.

He looked very happy, put on the wristband directly, put his arm on my shoulder, and said, "You're welcome, it's just a minor injury."

Small injury, what are you rushing to wear?There was a little joy in that expression, what a big kid.

I fell asleep in a daze.

Because it was already autumn, it was cold in the garage, and I could only wrap myself in that ragged blanket.But in the morning, I was awakened by the warm feeling around me. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer in the garage, but lying in the bathtub of his house.

He was close at hand, squatting by the bathtub and gently wiping the blood stains on my body that hadn't been cleaned in a month with a small towel.

It must be that I stink like this.

When I rubbed it to the place where he had bitten last night, scabs had formed there, but when I touched it lightly, the wound still opened again, and I couldn't help but oops.

"Isn't the bone very hard?" He sneered, pinched my wound on purpose, and said, "There are ways to hurt ten times more than this!"

I trembled in pain, raised my head, his eyes were still full of hatred, the morning sun shone on his side face, it was shining bright yellow.At that moment, I felt a biting chill.

His pinching caused my wound to open again. Originally, due to the inflammation of the wound, my shoulder was already swollen badly, but now the blood flowed down again.From my shoulders, to my chest, another drop fell into the bathtub water.

The blood dissolved in the water, gradually dyeing the water in the tank light red.

He let go of his hand, and said with a sneer: "Who are you showing that weak look again? Your master has put a lot of thought into cultivating you into this look, right?"

I still didn't answer, but I couldn't help the tears swirling in my eyes because of the pain. I tried not to let it fall, and then turned my head away, not wanting him to see.

I know Truman too well, talking to him at this time would actually irritate him even more, not to mention that I was sorry for him, and I have nothing to explain to him.

But he didn't let me go at all, and said: "Do you think it's ok if you don't answer? Do you think it's all over once you die? Dreaming! I want you to be trampled by thousands of people and ridden by thousands of people. The inferior product also has a taste of being an experimental product!"

custom life

He seemed to be in a bad mood that day, and pulled me out of the bathtub, xxxxxx again and again, making me cry and bleed, in pain.

I really want to touch him, but I don't have the right to do so. My hands were handcuffed on the handrail of the bathroom by him, so I can only look at him with my arms up.Every time he vents, he declares that he hurts more than me, how much he loved before, and how much he hates now.

From the moment I learned he killed his parents, I knew he would never be back.

The master he was talking about was Du Mingyuan, the project manager of Truman's genetic experiment at that time.Everything was planned by him.

I remember when he went to interview for this project, he once said that your task is to become Truman's best friend.What we're going to test is how and what types of friends this genotype determines.

In fact, I know that most of our classmates are NPCs, but I am the one with the cheapest usage fee among them.What they were testing was who would befriend him.

The interview process took me by surprise. He asked me to take off my clothes until there was only a pair of underwear left. He still said: "Keep taking off." I had no choice but to take off the last layer of fig leaf in full view.

Du Mingyuan folded his hands and looked at me with very different eyes, as if he was admiring an object, to be precise, it was an ornament.

The staff around me took various instruments to test my body.

"The physical appearance is up to the standard, the hormone index is up to the standard, but the muscle index is too bad. His temperament type is completely different from yours. I don't think he can meet our requirements."

A worker reads the indicators and says.

"Look at other data, such as soft data such as odor characteristics, language and thinking characteristics." Du Mingyuan said indifferently, as if what was in front of him was the data of a small white mouse.

"High recognition of smell features, medium symbolism of language features, low systematicness, poor originality of thinking features, poor agility, poor profundity, and poor logic... These indicators are quite poor.... ..”

I was a little ashamed when I heard it, who made me a genetically defective product?

Du Mingyuan frowned slightly, hesitated for a few steps, then came back to look at my body carefully, and said: "Although the data is very poor, the usage fee for this kind of defective product is very cheap, just give it a try. It doesn’t cost much anyway.”

In this way, my defective product was assigned to Truman's side.But before entering the project, Du Mingyuan did train me for a period of time, mostly muscle training, thinking training and so on.But he said that it has almost no effect, because it is determined by genes, and my developmental achievements can only stop so far.

I can't imagine how Truman, whom everyone looks up to, can be friends with such a weak and stupid defective product like me.

Du Mingyuan implanted a smart chip in me, and he can report my every move to him at any time, as well as the Truman data I upload at any time.But in the first half year of my school, the chip was hardly used because I had nothing to do with Truman.

Because of the smart chip, Du Mingyuan's instructions often sounded in my ears during this period, and sometimes he would give some rather strange instructions.

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