Locke thought the month before the quiz was the most tiring.

Obviously he was too optimistic.

In the five days of preparing for the campaign, Locke could swear that he had never been so exhausted riding from one end of Texas to the other.

And this kind of tiredness is not physical tiredness, but mental tiredness.

"Crack!"

"Okay, come on, turn around."

"..."

Locke, who was wearing a well-tailored suit and a pair of classic western boots, was silent for a while, followed the photographer's fingers, and turned around silently, then looked at Gwen not far away: "I really need to take so many photos Well, I feel like I’ve already taken no less than a hundred pictures.”

Betty, who was hugging the documents, smiled beside her and said, "Your good looks are your strengths, we must make full use of this."

Locke's mouth twitched: "For example?"

Cindy, who came over, smiled and said, "My sorority will raise $10,000 and cooperate with Betty's media department. They plan to bind these photos into a book and sell them to students and girls from other schools in New York City. Trust me , This is a good business, relying on this business, after you take the stage, the student union will not be short of funds, and it will be no problem to hold a party a month."

And you can rely on this photo to canvass girls.

Win-win!

Locke's eyebrows fluttered, and he looked at Gwen: "You also think this is a good idea?"

This is already a betrayal of hue.

and…

The ghost knows what those girls will do when they get his photo, they won't just shoot at his photo, or stick his photo on their boyfriend's face.

Gwen spread her hands and said: "It is also a big plus to be able to attract funds for the student union."

The reason why Nina Bell became the vice president last year was because she got sponsorship from the Animal Protection Association and the Human Rights Association outside the school.

Betty said from the side: "Also, I heard that these two associations said this year that as long as Nina Bell can become the president, they will increase sponsorship funds."

This is also the news delivered the day before yesterday.

The subtext of this sentence is obvious. If you succeed in the position and increase your sponsorship, if you don't succeed in the position, then whether you can maintain this strength is one thing.

"Students in this year's graduation season basically fell for that Nina Bell because of this. I heard that it was because of Nina Bell that she promised in private that if she is elected, then this year belongs to the graduation of the graduates. For the ball, go directly to the ballroom of the Hilton Hotel."

"so."

Cindy looked at Locke: "You must win, this sacrifice is worth it, and you don't want to see the school being turned into a mess by the so-called two associations."

Locke opened his mouth and looked at Gwen.

Gwen stared at Locke with a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to talk: "I heard from Mrs. Cod yesterday that Nina Bell is also full of confidence. Before the election started, she has already made a plan and handed it over to the school director. , Calling it a plan, is just accusing Midtown colleges of needing immediate affirmative education.”

Locke raised his eyebrows!

Good guy.

The Federal Student Management Committee is not the castrated student union of Dongguo. The student union of Midtown University can directly participate in the daily management of the school together with the school management.

The main reason why Locke came to Midtown High School was not because he was called Midtown High School, but because the number of certain colors in Midtown High School was the least in the entire New York City today.

What if there is an equal right?

What the hell.

Can the air of Midtown College still be smelled?

Isn't it just a cesspit?

Locke looked at the photographer: "Need to take off your shirt, do you want some photos?"

The eyes of this somewhat unknown photographer sparkled.

Gwen's face darkened instantly.

Taking pictures with clothes on is the bottom line she gave after Cindy and Betty persuaded her.

Undressed?

Don't even think about it.

Locke didn't mind this very much, but looking at Gwen's persistent little eyes that seemed a little dangerous, he also gave up this idea.

afternoon.

Inside a vacant office.

Election poster.

Campaign badge.

Everything is in place. After Gwen checked these things, Locke wrote his name on the bill. The money for these things will be paid by Midtown University.

Cindy made a phone call from outside and walked in: "It's done, a sister's father's younger brother opened a factory in New Jersey, and asked to work overtime there, Locke's photo album samples, will be ready tomorrow morning, Then, in mass production, the first batch will be available in the morning of the day after tomorrow.”

"the day after tomorrow?"

"Sunday?"

"right."

"It's just right, when the time comes, give my sorority a copy, and then, when the campaign officially starts next week, set up a purchase point, just wait for a huge profit."

Cindy said affirmatively, and then looked at Locke: "Now, your handsome face will appear in every girl's bed in New York between the ages of sixteen and twenty-one."

each?

Sixteen to twenty-one?

girl paper?

bed?

Betty joked next to her: "It doesn't have to be girls' papers, some boys' papers will be liked very much."

Cindy's eyes brightened: "That's right, so we're still underestimating?"

Betty hmmmm.

The two sang together.

Locke's eyebrows ached, and then, with a trace of helplessness in his eyes, he looked at Gwen.

Gwen's expression also seemed a little dull.

like…

It seems that before, I didn't expect the scene that Cindy just described.

Now?

Gwen came back to her senses, opened her mouth, looked at Locke, and seemed to say, I regret it.

Locke laughed, and then gave Gwen a "I'm just following my campaign manager" look.

Gwen was dumbfounded.

night time.

While eating dinner, Helen looked at Gwen's face full of entanglements, and curiously asked what was going on.

Then…

After hearing this, Helen seemed very interested: "Locke's photobook, it should be great, I'll order a copy too."

"no!"

"Can't."

Locke, who was sitting there eating lemon sea bass, and the two background boards looked at Gwen and George, who almost said no in unison.

George almost spit out the wine in his glass. He gave Locke a hard look, and then looked at Helen: "Honey, let's not join in the fun."

Locke looked at George staring at him, a little speechless.

This matter is not brought up by him.

Although there are three layers of his account in the final split, the mastermind of this matter is his campaign manager Gwen, and he has nothing to do with him.

Gwen stood by her father this time, and said to her mother Helen speechlessly: "Mom, don't join in the fun, I regret it now."

Thinking of the picture of my boyfriend will appear in the bed of 90% of the female students in New York City, and there may be a picture of them holding the picture as a hedge?

If your own mother...

Gosh!

Gwen was immediately numb.

Helen looked at the excited father and daughter, and smiled hahaha: "Loke is indeed very good. If I was the same age as Locke, I would like it too..."

Gwen recovered, completely speechless: "Mom."

finished.

Gwen put down the fork in his hand, grabbed Locke next to him, and ran upstairs: "We are full, eat slowly."

If he didn't go, Gwen felt that Locke's life might be in danger, and his father's right hand was on his waist.

Gwen's room.

Boom.

After Gwen pulled Locke into the room, then turned around, clicked, and locked the door directly, as if something outside was trying to **** Locke from her.

The four eyes are facing each other.

Feelings heat up.

Just then, jingle bell, Gwen's phone rang.

Cindy's.

"Hello."

"Gwen, go to the school forum, **** it, that black **** is too impatient."

"..."

Gwen listened to Cindy's angry voice on the phone, and was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking of something, she looked up at Locke.

after awhile.

The computer screen displayed the interface of the campus forum of Midtown University, and the most popular post was about Locke.

In this post, like Sam Malik who broke the news at the time, he did not directly participate in the description, but chose the same method and wrote it from the perspective of a third person~lightnovelpub.net~.

and…

It seemed to indicate that this post was not aimed at Locke, but was directly named to take stock of the two major candidates for the president of the current student committee.

Regarding the part about Locke, the spring and autumn style of writing is very serious. It is written that Locke was born in Texas. When introducing Texas, he focused on writing that it is the Republican Party's ticket holder. He even introduced the school that Locke had led before, and then introduced this When talking about the anecdotes of the two schools, it was said that both schools had been paraded by the little blacks.

Then when it came to this part of New York, it was brought up that Locke lived in the Star Building. There is no doubt that the Star Building has been in the defendant for three hundred and sixty-five days a year. up.

Then there was last year's Chemistry Knowledge Contest and this year's Twelve Champions Cup. They posted photos just like they did against Sam Malik, with all skin tones.

When it comes to taking stock of Nina Bell, it will be much more interesting.

If you don't look carefully, you will feel that this poster seems to be really impartial, but if you look carefully, you will find that the emphasis is on describing the various activities that Nina Bell participated in, especially the so-called affirmative action.

If it is separated, it seems invisible, but if it is put together, it is obvious that this article does not say a word of discrimination.

But obviously.

He was accusing Locke of discrimination.

Gwen's face suddenly became serious.

Locke smiled.

at this time.

"Jingle Bell!"

Locke took out his cell phone and raised his eyebrows.

Sam Malik's!

…

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