A Certain Marvel Super Player

In a word.

Daughter jacket.

Locke can almost be sure that if he and Gwen have a daughter, then the daughter must be the most beautiful.

without him.

Both Locke and Gwen have great genes.

Negative is positive.

Zhengzheng will only get better, if it is not the case, then the blue is out of blue, and this idiom will lose the meaning of his existence.

noon.

The fact that Carrie came to study at Midtown College only surprised Locke for less than half an hour, and then nothing happened.

He had originally wanted Carrie to come to Midtown High.

It's just that the transfer channel is closed. For the Peerless Assassin, there are many means, but for Locke, there are still very few means.

It's a good thing Carrie can come to Midtown College.

At the very least, Carrie wouldn't be bullied again.

His people, to bully, only he can.

But such a thing is unlikely to happen.

Carrie looked very cute before, but with her head down, it gave people a feeling of being puffed up, but now, Carrie looks very cold, and when she doesn't even smile, it seems to be an iceberg.

Wait until noon.

Carrie is already on the list.

"incredible."

Kem looked at the school forum website on his mobile phone, and said to Carrie, who was pulled by Gwen to a table for dinner because of Chester's relationship, and said: "On the first day of school, I have already entered the school. The top ten candidates for the new student goddess are on the shortlist, and Gwen was the one who received this treatment last time."

Carrie looked at Kem, and her voice changed from her vocal chords as cold as before: "What are the top ten..."

Gwen folded her hair beside her: "Don't pay attention to her, a bunch of boring people get together and do boring things."

With the expression of a full man but a hungry man, Kem rolled his eyes: "If you are on the list, you will definitely feel bored, but others are not on the list, but all kinds of envy and jealousy."

Gwen looked at Kem and asked, "Aren't you on the list?"

Kem put down his phone, powerless: "Can the bottom one be on the list? Carrie is here. I guess I'm going to be kicked out of the list."

Gwen shook his head speechlessly, not wanting to talk to Kem anymore.

at this time.

Cindy and Kahn also came with their plates.

Kahn said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm late."

Kem looked at Cindy and blinked: "I saw you going to the parking lot."

The expression on Kahn's face froze for a moment.

Cindy sat down generously and looked at Kem: "Next time you can get closer."

Kem lost.

Gwen coughed, looked at Kahn who was sitting down, and said directly: "Locke plans to run for student council president this semester."

"Really?"

"I support you, where's the autograph book?"

"..."

What autograph book?

Locke became involved in this sort of thing in Texas, and never cared about it.

Gwen flicked his right hand and took out an autograph book and a signature pen from his backpack: "What about this?"

Kahn got up and took the autograph book, looking at the title of "Support 10th Grade Rock Broughton's Candidate for the President of the Student Management Committee", and signed his name below.

Cindy and Ken also signed their names.

"give."

After Cindy signed her name, she naturally handed the autograph book to Carrie who was sitting next to her.

After Carrie took it, she was slightly taken aback: "Can I do it too?"

Kem smiled and said, "Of course, why not, you are also in our school, and you are also one of us, unless, you want to support other people?"

Carrie shook her head. "Of course not."

Locke laughed, looked at Gwen, and said curiously, "I thought, I just need to talk to the tutor of the student union."

Gwen said: "With the support of 150 students, we are eligible to participate in the election of the student management committee. However, with 150 signatures, we are very simple."

"Yes?"

"Of course."

Kahn, who was next to him, said so, and then got up from his seat directly, took the autograph book handed over by Cindy, looked at the lively restaurant, and blew a whistle.

moment.

The restaurant suddenly quieted down, and gazes from all directions were directed towards the whistling Kahn table.

Locke looked calm, then, looking at Gwen sitting with Gwen, Carrie, who seemed to be a little unaccustomed to being watched like this, smiled slightly and made an encouraging expression.

The foundation of character may be innate, but the change of character can be cultivated through the day after tomorrow.

Carrie was only seventeen years old, and she still had a chance to change her past personality.

In fact, Carrie has changed. If it was the previous Carrie, she would come in with her head down and try her best to be a little transparent.

Kahn looked around the cafeteria, raised the autograph book in his hand and looked at everyone: "Rock Broughton is planning to run for the president of the student management committee. Anyone who wants to sign and support, come and sign."

Locke frowned.

He listened to Kahn's words, and always felt that it was too arrogant.

kind of...

The feeling of who is in favor and who is against.

Is that really okay?

Locke has been at Midtown University for half a year, and his daily life is very regular. The circle of friends and Gwen's circle of friends are highly overlapping, or in other words, Locke's friends are all Gwen's friends.

Because Locke didn't plan to make friends by himself.

but.

Locke seems to underestimate his own.

As soon as Kahn's words fell, all kinds of cheers came from the corners of the cafeteria, and then, there were whispers of discussion.

"Rock Broughton?"

"The ninth grader who just entered the school last year, was on the list on the first day, and then became the No. 1 male god?"

"Tenth grade."

"Wait, if this Broughton becomes the student council president, doesn't that mean that you can see him every day?"

"Yes."

"Did this Broughton go to Maine last year to get back the Union College Chemistry quiz trophy?"

"I heard that in the finals, there were still killings."

"Our intellectuals?"

"Ok."

"Is this Broughton's girlfriend Gwen?"

"I heard that the two fell in love at first sight."

"An enviable relationship, I really want to have it."

"..."

Locke's six senses have always been good. Listening to the whispering voices from all around, he suddenly felt that his chances of winning seemed quite big.

The face value party.

Intellectual Party.

There are also love parties who yearn for love at first sight.

This wave of feeling was taken straight away.

In less than ten minutes, the autograph book was filled with the signatures of 150 supporters, and even more than a lot.

A group of signed supporters said congratulations to Locke, saying that when the campaign badge comes out, he must leave one for him.

In the past ten minutes, there have been more than 200 unfamiliar names in Locke's memory database. Some of the names correspond to the image data in the database. entered together.

OMG.

Where did these people come from?

Locke thought he had already remembered almost the entire tenth grade classmates last year.

Gwen looked at the re-acquired autograph book, looked at Locke, and smiled: "Look, your campaign advantage is very big."

Locke was in a trance.

This is not very auspicious.

Usually, at the beginning of the battle, it is said that the advantage is on my side, but in the end, it seems that I will lose in confusion.

Locke thought so.

Gwynn collected the autograph book and said: "Now in February, the election is in April, we still have two months, but we are already behind."

Just when the students lined up to sign, Cindy, who had left, came back, sat down and said, "I've made it clear, there are a total of two people participating in the election of the student council president this time."

Ken looked at Cindy. "How did you find out?"

Cindy said, "I'm the president of the Midtown High School Sisterhood. Just ask."

It was only then that Kem remembered that Cindy had a reputation as a strong student, and looked at Locke with a serious face: "You should kick Cindy out of your campaign team, so that you can win the votes of disadvantaged students. ."

Locke raised an eyebrow.

Cindy was directly unhappy: "Hey, the Sisterhood is a mutual help society. At most, we are just pranks, and our pranks are harmless."

"Kem, don't interrupt."

"Ok."

Gwen shook his head speechlessly and looked at Cindy: "Okay, Cindy, who are those two people?"

Cindy gave Kem a stern look, thinking about trying to make fun of Kem from time to time, and then said to Gwen: "One is Sam Malik, the quarterback of our school football team~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The other is the vice president of the student council, Nina Bell, who wants to run for president this time."

Gwen pondered.

Carrie was beside her. Seeing this, she asked curiously, "Do these two people have a loud voice from Locke?"

Gwen shook his head and glanced at Carrie: "Sam Malik was the first male **** of the school before Locke came, and, in his first semester of school, he brought our school's The football team entered the league finals, as for that Nina Bell from the activities assistant to the successful run for vice president last year."

Cindy explained on the side: "It's not a question of whether they are strong or not, but if Locke wants to run, the progress is a little behind."

The election is still two months away, but campaign posters and banners are expected to be up next week.

Gwen glanced at Locke, then looked at Cindy and Kem, with a serious look: "We need to catch up, don't worry about school honors, as long as Locke is running for the election, the most intensive two months add up to almost a dozen or so. The University Alliance Knowledge Competition, with Locke and me, this year's University Comprehensive Knowledge Alliance Competition trophy must be ours."

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