One sentence.

Daughter's little cotton-padded jacket.

Locke was almost sure that if he and Gwen had a daughter, then his daughter would have the most beautiful appearance.

Nothing else.

Both Locke and Gwen's genes are great.

Negative negative is positive.

Just being honest will only get better. If not, then the idiom will lose its meaning of existence.

At noon.

The incident of Carrie coming to Midtown College only surprised Locke for less than half an hour, and then there was no more.

He originally wanted Carrie to come to Midtown University.

However, the school transfer channel has been closed. For the Wushuang Assassin, there are many methods, but for Locke, there are still few methods at present.

It is a good thing that Carrie can come to Midtown University.

At least, Carrie will not be bullied again.

He is the only one who can bully his people.

But such a thing is unlikely to happen.

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

Wait until noon.

Carrie is already on the list.

"Awesome."

Kenm looked at the school forum website on his mobile phone, and was naturally familiar to Carrie, who was pulled to a table by Gwen for dinner because of Chester, and said, "On the first day of school, I was already on the list of the top ten candidates for the new student goddesses. The last time I received this treatment was Gwen."

Carrie looked at Kenm, and her voice changed her coldness after changing her vocal cords: "What are the top ten..."

Gwen closed her hair next to her: "Don't pay attention to her, a bunch of boring people gathered together and did boring things."

Kenm rolled his eyes with a full man who didn't know how hungry he was, "You will definitely feel bored if you are on the list, but others are not on the list, but they are envious and jealous."

Gwen looked at Kenm and asked, "Didn't you make the list?"

Kenm put down his phone and was powerless: "Can the bottom one be called 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 Kenm anymore.

Just then.

Cindy and Kahn also came over with their dinner plates.

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

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

The expression on Kahn's face was dull.

Cindy sat down openly and looked at Kenm: "You can get closer next time."

Kenm was completely defeated.

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

"Really?"

"I support you, where is the signature book?"

“…”

What signature book?

Locke has also been involved in this kind of thing in Texas and has never cared about it.

Gwen shook his right hand and took out a signature book from his backpack, as well as a signature pen: "What about this?"

Kahn stood up and took the signature book, looking at the title "Supporting 10th Grade Locke Broughton for the post of President of the Student Management Committee" above, and signed his name below.

Cindy and Kenm also signed their own names.

"Give."

After signing his name, Cindy naturally handed the autograph to Carrie sitting next to him.

After Carrie took it, she was slightly stunned: "Can I, too?"

Kenm smiled and said, "Of course, why not, you are from our school, and you are also a member of us, unless you want to support others?"

Carrie shook her head: "Of course not."

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

"Only one hundred and fifty students are eligible to join the Student Administration Commission campaign, but it's easy for us to get one hundred and fifty signatures," Gwen said.

"Yeah?"

"certainly."

Kahn, who was next to him, answered the words, then stood up from the seat, took the signature book handed over by Cindy, looked at the somewhat lively restaurant, and whistled directly.

moment.

The restaurant suddenly became quiet, and eyes from all directions turned to Kahn's table whistling.

Locke looked calm, then, looking at sitting with Gwen, as if Carrie, who was not used to being watched, smiled and made an encouraging expression.

The foundation of personality may be natural, but personality changes can be developed through acquired development.

Carrie is only seventeen years old and still has the opportunity to change her previous personality.

In fact, Carrie has changed. If it were Carrie in the past, she would come in with her head down and then work hard to be a little transparent person.

Kahn looked around the cafeteria and looked at everyone with the autobook in his hand: "Locke Broughton plans to run for the president of the Student Administration Committee. Whoever wants to sign and support him, come and sign."

Locke's eyebrows pounded.

He always felt that this was too arrogant when he heard Kahn's words.

Have a kind...

Who agrees and who opposes the feeling.

Is this really OK?

Lockman came to Zhongcheng University for half a year. His daily life was also very regular, and his circle of friends and Gwen's circle of friends were highly overlapping. In other words, Lockman's friends were all Gwen's friends.

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

but.

Locke seemed to be overly underestimating his own.

As soon as Kahn's words fell, various cheers came from the corners of the cafeteria, and then there were whispering discussions.

"Locke Broughton?"

"The ninth grade who just entered the school last year, made the list on the first day, and then firmly took the No. 1 male god?"

“It’s tenth grade.”

"Wait, if this Broughton becomes the president of the student union, wouldn't he mean that he could see him every day?"

"Yes."

"Did this Broughton go to Maine last year to get the League College Chemistry Knowledge Competition trophy?"

"I heard that I was still killing randomly in the finals."

"We are people from the knowledge party?"

"Um."

"Is this Broughton's girlfriend Gwen?"

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

"I want to have an enviable feeling, too."

“…”

Locke's six senses were always good. Listening to the whispering sounds from all around him, he suddenly felt that his winning chance seemed quite big.

Appearance party.

Knowledge Party.

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

This wave of feeling was taken down directly.

In almost ten minutes, the signature list was filled with 150 supporters' signatures, and even far more than a lot.
To be continued...