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"No, she has an exam in the afternoon."

"take an exam?"

"Yes, take the eleventh grade physics exam."

"……All right."

After Gwen sent this text message, she immediately sent another one: "I'll be there soon."

"good."

"Remember to delete the text message."

"Know."

After Hawke finished replying to the text message, he laughed and clicked the delete button. After deleting the conversation text messages between him and Gwen, he put away his phone and looked at the information about New York City Prosecutor Arthur Stacey on the tablet again.

.

They should have the same last name.

Hawke thought in his mind, after all, Stacey is not a remote surname. Just like his Dane and Lorna's Dane, they both look like the same surname, but in fact they are not the same surname.

after awhile.

Not long after Hawke put away his cell phone, Gwen, who seemed to have just finished class, appeared at the entrance of the stadium with her book in her arms.

The first time Gwen saw Hawke sitting in the stands, his eyes lit up.

Hawke looked up and said hello.

"Hi."

"Hi."

Gwen sat down next to Hawke and asked curiously: "Didn't Lorna pass the eleventh grade physics exam?"

Hawke shook his head: "I should be able to pass today."

Before Lorna entered puberty, her academic performance was actually good. However, since Lorna was able to change her hair color last year, she entered a period of youth rebellion. She felt that she was the North Star among mutants. In a word.

I, a mutant, don't like to study.

Fortunately, yesterday Hawke explained to Lorna the reasons why Magneto lost to Professor Charles. Lorna, who had some insights, studied very seriously today.

This is a good phenomenon and I hope it will last until graduation next year.

If Lorna studied hard, there would be no need for him to figure out where to find a letter of recommendation by June next year.

Hawke was thinking this, and then looked at Gwen: "Why are you here? I remember there is a meeting at the student committee in the afternoon?"

"I'll be there in a minute."

Gwen nodded, took out two things from the book in her arms, and handed them to Hawke: "Didn't I come to you while your jealous sister was away? Are you free tonight?"

Hawke took what Gwen handed over.

"movie ticket?"

"right."

Gwen smiled and said: "There's a movie that just came out recently. I heard from them that it's okay. Let's go watch it together?"

Hawke also smiled and looked at Gwen: "Ms. Stacey, is this a date?"

Gwen said seriously: "No, I just want someone to go with me to study whether the chemical technology shown in this movie can be realized."

Finished.

Gwen seemed to think that this explanation was too much, and the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a beautiful smile: "So, Mr. Dane, are you free tonight?"

Hawke smiled slightly: "Of course, for you, I'm free at any time."

Gwen smiled brightly and stood up immediately: "Okay, that's it, it's half past seven, don't forget it."

Hawk looked at Gwen who stood up and was about to leave and said.

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Need not!"

Gwen didn't look back and waved her hand: "I'm afraid Mr. Stacey will handcuff you back to the police station."

After saying this, Gwen had already turned right and left the stadium.

Hawke looked at Gwen's disappearing back, then looked down at the two movie tickets called "Love in the Chemistry Department" in his hand and blinked.

Hawke didn't know whether Mr. Stacey could handcuff him back to the police station, but one thing Hawke was sure of was that after one punch, he would probably kneel down and beg Mr. Stacey not to die.

Hawke and Gwen are not boyfriend and girlfriend.

This is the truth.

If I had to give an adjective to the relationship between Hawke and Gwen, it would be an ambiguous period at best, and there is still a layer of window paper that has not been pierced.

but……

There is still a layer of window paper missing, which is also window paper.

So Hawke has no guilt about his behavior at noon. Being single, there is nothing to feel guilty about.

Besides, Hawke went to earn his own hard-earned money at noon.

not to mention……

Hawke felt that, in fact, for someone as capable as himself, it shouldn't matter much if he has a few more girlfriends. What's the saying?

correct.

The greater your ability, the more responsibilities (women) and responsibilities (friends) you have.

Um.

Hawke thought of this classic chicken soup quote that almost ran through the entire Marvel universe. He nodded involuntarily, and then couldn't help but think of a certain little spider who was fed the most by this chicken soup.

There is Gwen in my version, but why does it seem that the little spider in my version is not the extraordinary version, but the Dutch Spider version?

Hawke blinked.

In fact, no matter which version of Spider-Man, he hates him. In a word, as long as he is Spider-Man, everyone who comes close to him will have a bad life.

But among the three versions of little spiders, the one that Hawke hates the most is actually the Dutch spider version.

Do not ask.

The question is who asked this Dutch Spider version to find a bastard as his girlfriend.

but……

fair enough.

You can play your own game, take your time, I won't bother you, but if you want to harm Gwen, then don't blame me for breaking your legs and making you a short-legged spider.

In the parking lot.

Sitting in the car, Hawke was thinking about his date with Gwen tonight, and how he would find a reason to explain to Lorna that he might go home late tonight.

Why don't we pierce the window paper tonight and save Lorna from thinking about unrealistic things all day long?

Hawke raised his eyebrows. Thinking of what Lorna said this morning and this afternoon, Hawke had a headache.

God can vouch for Hawke.

When he was a child, Hawke had no other thoughts at all. He simply felt that his new Dane, Lorna, also had a surname of Dane. He was very destined, and he truly regarded Lorna as his sister.

The kind of sister!

And now?

I hope Lorna's damn rebellious phase will be over soon.

With this thought in his mind, Hawke blamed his sister Lorna's orthopedic thoughts on him completely on his damn youthful rebellious period.

at this time.

"Boom!"

Hawke came back to his senses, opened the window, and looked at Lorna standing outside: "What's wrong?"

Lorna said: "I won't go tonight."

"If you can't go, then where do you want to go?"

"study!"

"Shrimp stuff."

Hawke was immediately shocked when he heard these words. Ever since Lorna officially entered puberty a year ago, he had no chance of learning these two words and had nothing to do with Lorna.

Could it be that what I said last night really had an effect?

Or is it that Lorna's rebellious phase has finally reached an advanced stage and is about to end?

this……

No matter what the reason was, Hawke felt very gratified.

…
Chapter completed!