My abstract plant was exposed by my sister.

The feminization symptoms of Liu Xudong and Xiao Zhao finally began to subside before dinner.

When Wu Tao carried the bowl of porridge into the courtyard, he saw Liu Xudong squatting by the wall, holding a fried dough stick with his delicate fingers and taking small bites.

Take a bite, glance at the fried dough stick, take another bite, glance at the fried dough stick again, with a look of grievance in their eyes that seems to say, "Why did you have to be shaped like this?"

He squeezed the fried dough stick out of shape, making it look like a deflated little twisted rope, limp and hanging between his fingers as if it would break at any moment.

Wu Tao glanced at him, his anger rising instantly, but he suppressed it again.

After all, these were people he had trained; he couldn't get angry, he couldn't get angry. He could only remind himself of this over and over again.

Liu Xudong raised his head, his eyes were less watery, and his voice was a little rougher.

"Captain, I think I'm feeling better."

This time there was no "renjia" or "la", and the ending tone didn't rise, so it sounded much better.

Wu Tao nodded and placed the bowl of porridge in front of him.

"drink."

Liu Xudong picked up the bowl, took a big gulp, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Xiao Kui zoomed the camera in on his Adam's apple: "Family, his Adam's apple is still there."

It rolled up and down, proving it's still working. That means it's still male.

She speaks like a woman, acts like a woman, and even eats like a woman.

Feeling embarrassed by the stares, Liu Xudong put down his bowl and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Halfway through wiping, he remembered something, abruptly put his hand down, and used the back of his hand to wipe instead, because he had almost made a effeminate gesture with his fingers again.

Wu Tao stared at his hands; there was no delicate, orchid-like finger gesture.

Liu Xudong tried to say "I'm going to train" in a low voice, but he couldn't control himself and the last word swelled up a little, turning into "I'm going to train~".

He closed his mouth and eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again: "I...went...to...training." He spoke slowly and deliberately, like a robot that had just learned to speak.

Xiao Kui ran over holding her phone, pointing the camera at Liu Xudong.

"Family! Da Liu seems to have recovered! Listen to his voice!"

Liu Xudong, with the camera pointed directly at him, scratched his head sheepishly.

"Stop filming, it's embarrassing."

His voice was deep and hoarse, returning to the voice of a tough guy who had served in the army for twelve years.

The live chat exploded with comments: "Liu Qiangdong is back!"

"Ye Qing is back!"

No, I also want to hear him say "other people".

"Are you devils?"

Xiao Zhao also came out of the house. He no longer walked with small, quick steps, but with long, sweeping strides.

He picked up the bowl of porridge, gulped it down, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and let out a satisfied burp.

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Xiao Kui pointed the camera at him: "Brother Zhao, how are you feeling?"

Xiao Zhao paused for a moment, then grinned: "Okay. It just feels like yesterday was a dream."

"What kind of dream?"

I dreamt that I became my sister.

Wu Tao coughed beside him and said expressionlessly, "Since you're all better, today's training will proceed as scheduled: five kilometers, armed cross-country."

Liu Xudong and Xiao Zhao's faces fell at the same time.

"Captain, I..."

Liu Xudong had just uttered the word "other people" when he suddenly realized what he had said and covered his mouth tightly.

Wu Tao glared at him, and Liu Xudong, his face flushed, managed to squeeze out, "I mean, I'm all better now, can I not run away?"

Wu Tao shook his head with a dark expression.

Liu Xudong sighed, stood up, and straightened his clothes.

Xiao Zhao also stood up, and the two looked at each other, both revealing expressions of resignation.

After running five kilometers, Liu Xudong and Xiao Zhao were panting heavily. Although they were very tired, their running form was normal, and they no longer had small, shuffling steps.

Xiao Kui squatted down next to them, pointing the camera at him: "Brother Xudong, what do you want to say right now?"

Liu Xudong looked up, wiped his sweat, and said something to the camera that made the whole audience burst into laughter: "I will never eat bean sprouts again."

Comment: "Liu Xudong has PTSD"

"Bean sprouts added to the blacklist"

"Wu Tao: From now on, we'll be eating bean sprouts every Wednesday in the cafeteria."

After dinner, Xiao Kui was live-streaming the growth of her tomato seedlings when her phone vibrated.

She glanced down and saw that someone had sent her a private message.

When I clicked on it, it was from an unfamiliar account. The profile picture was of a typical internet celebrity with big eyes and a pointed chin, the skin so heavily photoshopped that the features were barely visible. The nickname was "Little Sweetheart".

"Hello, do you still have that bean sprout that makes people look like girls from your live stream? I'd like to buy it. My offer is 10,000."

Xiao Kui was stunned for a moment, then went straight to Lin Muyang in the laboratory.

Lin Muyang glanced at it, expressionless: "Not for sale."

"Why? It's ten thousand yuan."

"This batch of bean sprouts was accidentally contaminated and mutated, and its effectiveness is extremely unstable."

Moreover, selling it without testing and approval is illegal.

Moreover, it's very difficult to reproduce, so I want to keep it for breeding to see if its offspring soybeans can inherit this characteristic.

Xiao Kui suddenly realized:

"Are you trying to grow a stable version of anthropomorphized soybeans?"

"It's not about moe characterization. It's about defining characteristics. We can only study it once it's stable."

Xiao Kui broadcast this conversation live.

Comments: "Lin Muyang is going to pass on the gene of feminization."

"In the future, there will be anthropomorphized soybeans, anthropomorphized tofu, and anthropomorphized soy milk."

Liu Xudong: If you dare to sell, I dare to smash it.

Xiao Kui replied, "I'm sorry, the bean sprouts were accidentally contaminated, and the results are inconsistent. My brother wants to keep them to cultivate, so we're not selling them."

The other party said, "Fifty thousand. I can pick it up at the entrance of your research institute; no need for express delivery."

Xiao Kui took a deep breath and handed her phone to Lin Muyang: "Brother, she asked for 50,000. You talk to her about it."

Lin Muyang took the phone, glanced at it, and typed four words: "Not for sale, but for reproduction."

The comment section read: "Lin Muyang's mouth could drive an entire regiment crazy."

"Sweetheart: I offered 50,000 and still got roasted."

"The philosophy of the 'Faceless Guy': If I'm not going to sell, I'm not going to sell. Stop talking nonsense."

The next morning, Xiao Kui was live-streaming the confrontation between Da Ju and Zhongzhi Ge in the yard.

Clearly, the orange cat had reached its limit with the middle finger guy and looked aggressive, ready to scratch him.

The middle finger guy remained unmoved, even though he couldn't move, he still raised his middle finger at the big orange cat, full of provocation.

Not to be outdone, the screaming girl next to it let out a scream "Ah..." when the orange cat's tail swept past.

The entire laboratory was vibrant, though it looked somewhat strange.

Fortunately, everyone has gotten used to it and continues with their lives as usual.

Only Lin Muyang's gaze occasionally fell upon them.

Just as tensions were running high, a commotion arose outside the courtyard.

"Family! I've arrived! Do you see that green wall? That's the legendary bitter orange peel! The one that's said to cause depression if you get pricked by it!"

Xiao Kui immediately turned the camera towards the courtyard wall.

A girl wearing a pink tracksuit, with her hair in pigtails and heavy makeup, is standing outside the wall covered with trifoliate orange peel, holding up her phone.