Locke originally thought that the month before the knowledge competition was the most tiring.

Obviously he is too optimistic.

Within five days of preparing for the election, Locke dared to swear that he had not been as tired as he had been riding from one end of Texas to the other end of the past few days.

Moreover, this kind of fatigue is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

"Click!"

"Okay, okay, come, turn around."

“…”

Locke, 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: "Do you really want to take so many photos? I feel that you have taken no less than a hundred photos."

Betty, who was holding the information, smiled beside him: "Being handsome is your advantage, we must make the most of this."

Locke twitched: "For example?"

Cindy, who was following him, smiled and said, "My sisters raise $10,000 and cooperate with Betty's media department to bind these photos into books and sell them to students and girls from other schools in New York City. Believe me, this is a good business. With this business, will the students lack funds after you come to the stage? It's okay to hold a party a month."

And you can also rely on this photo to canvass vote for girls.

Win-win!

Rock's eyebrows were beating and he looked at Gwen: "Do you think this is a good idea, too?"

This is already a betrayal of a look.

and……

Who knows what those girls would do when they get his photos? They wouldn't just rush to his photos, or stick his photos on their boyfriend's face.

Gwen spread his hands and said, "It is also a big plus."

The reason why Nina Bell became vice president last year was because she received sponsorship from the Off-campus Animal Protection Association and the Human Rights Association.

Betty said: "And, I heard that the two associations have said this year that as long as Nina Bell can become the president, it will increase the sponsorship fund."

This is also the news delivered the day before yesterday.

The subtext of this sentence is very obvious. Successfully getting to the top and increasing sponsorship. If you don’t succeed, then whether you can maintain this strength is the same thing.

"This year's graduation season students, because of this, basically turned to that Nina Bell. I heard that it was because Nina Bell who privately promised that if she was elected, then this year's graduation prom would be held directly at the Hilton Hotel's dance hall."

"So."

Cindy looked at Locke: "You must win. This sacrifice is worth it. You don't want to see that the school is chaotic by the so-called two associations."

Locke opened his mouth and looked at Gwen.

Gwen stared at Locke with beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak: "I heard Mrs. Cod yesterday say that Nina Bell was also full of confidence. Before the election began, she had already made a plan to hand it over to the school board. It was a plan, but it was accusing Midtown universities of needing to conduct equal rights education immediately."

Locke raised his eyebrows!

Good guy.

The federal student management committee is not a castrated student union like the Eastern Country. The student union of the Central City College can directly participate in the daily management of the school with the school management.

The main reason why Rock was attracted to Midtown College is not because he called Midtown College, but because the number of colors in Midtown Colleges and Universities is the smallest among the entire New York City today.

What if we want to achieve equal rights?

Fuck.

Can the air in the middle city universities still smell?

Didn't it become a cesspool?

Locke looked at the photographer: "Do you need to take off your top, how many pictures?"

The photographer with a somewhat unknown orientation was shiny in his eyes.

Gwen's face turned dark in an instant.

Taking photos in clothes, this is the bottom line she gave after Cindy and Betty convinced her.

Take off your clothes?

Don't even think about it.

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

In the afternoon.

Inside an idle office.

Campaign poster.

Campaign badge.

All of them are in place. After Gwen checked these things, Locke wrote his name on the bill, and the money for these things will be paid by the Central City College.

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 him to work overtime there. Locke's photo album sample will be done tomorrow morning, and then, if it is mass-produced, the first batch will be available the morning after tomorrow."

"the day after tomorrow?"

"Sunday?"

"right."

"It just so happens that at that time, I will give my sisters a copy, and then, when the campaign officially begins next week, set up a purchase point and wait for a huge profit."

Cindy said with a certain expression, then looked at Locke: "Now, your handsome face will appear in the paper bed of every girl aged sixteen to twenty-one in New York."

Each?

Sixteen to twenty-one?

Girl paper?

Bedding?

Betty quipped from the side: "It's not necessarily a girl's paper, some boys' paper will also like it."

Cindy's eyes lit up: "Yes, so we have less estimates?"

Betty, OK.

The two sang and reconciled.

Locke's eyebrows were aching slightly, and then, with a hint of helplessness, looked at Gwen.

Gwen's expression seemed a little dull, too.

like……

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

Now?

Gwen came back to his senses, opened his mouth, looked at Locke, as if saying, I regret it.

Locke laughed, and then gave Gwen a look, "I just followed my campaign manager's arrangement."

Gwen was stunned.

At night.

While having supper, Helen looked at Gwen, whose face was full of entanglement, and asked curiously what was going on.

Then……

After hearing this, Helen seemed to be very interested: "Locke's photo album should be great, I'll book one too."

"no!"

"Can't."

Locke, who was sitting there eating lemon bass, looked at Gwen and George who were almost unanimously saying no.

George almost sprayed out his glass of wine, glared at Locke fiercely, and then looked at Helen: "Dear, let's not join in the fun."

Rock looked at George's eyes as he stared at him, feeling speechless.

This matter was not raised by him.

Although the final account sharing was his third level, the mastermind of this matter was his campaign manager Gwen, who had no relationship with him.

This time, Gwen stood on his father's side and said speechlessly to his mother Helen: "Mom, don't join in the fun, I regret it now."

When I think about the photos of my boyfriend appearing in the quilts of 90% of female students in New York City, there is also a scene where they hold the photos to hedge?

If your mother...

Oh my God!

Gwen was numb.

Helen looked at the excited father and daughter and laughed haha: "Locke is indeed very outstanding. If I were as old as Locke, I would also like it..."

Gwen came back to his senses and was speechless: "Mom."

After saying that.
To be continued...