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soon.

Gwen directly arranged the badges, posters, banners, etc. needed for the campaign.

Kahn went to find a manufacturer that could expedite printing of badges.

Cindy's sisterhood already enjoys organizing various events, posters and banners, and related resources.

even……

Gwen also brought Betty from the radio station.

Betty nodded and looked at Locke: "Of course there is no problem. I will arrange for students to write manuscripts."

Said.

Betty looked at Gwen: "Why don't you arrange for Locke to be interviewed by the campus TV station? Let's do a follow-up interview directly. There are all the materials. At most, we can shoot some behind-the-scenes during the two-month competition."

Gwen nodded: "Of course."

Locke was beside him, looking at Gwen who was resolute and resolute, completely transformed into a campaign manager, and arranged everything for him, and opened his mouth.

He had a delusion.

It seems that his campaign for the president of the Student Management Committee, Gwen, is more active than him.

The Good Wife?

Locke blinked.

Almost before the lunch break was over, the news that Locke wanted to run for this year's student union president spread like wildfire. He was much more popular than Locke had imagined, and it directly hit the opening day of school today, instantly putting the topic at the top of the list. It’s at the top of today’s hot search rankings.

Half an hour later.

Sam Malik, the captain of the eleventh grade football team, and the dark-skinned Nina Bell also learned that there was a third player in the game for the president's throne.

and.

He is also the most handsome and cheating player in history.

In the afternoon, after the school board learned that Locke planned to run for student union president, they directly approached Locke's campaign manager.

"What did you say?"

Locke looked at Gwen with some wonder: "Have you provided us with sponsorship funds?"

Gwen nodded: "Moreover, it is the largest amount in history, a full 10,000 yuan of special campaign funds."

That was unprecedented.

In the past, the campus board of directors would personally provide financial sponsorship to the candidates of their choice, but the maximum amount was three to four thousand. If the rest was not enough, you would have to pay for it yourself.

Again.

Campaigning, in fact, is a money-burning activity. However, the amount of money burned in the student union president's campaign is not as high as that of the president.

Gwen nodded and said: "It seems that the board of directors is full of confidence in you, so they simply filled up the amount of campaign funds."

After all, it is a campus election. It would be too wasteful to turn it into a money-burning war. Therefore, every presidential election will limit the election funds to 10,000 US dollars.

If the funds are exceeded, even if the election is successful, you can raise objections. Once the audit finds that the funds are exceeded, you will be impeached and removed from office.

Gwen said: "Moreover, we don't need to bother opening an account. The campaign fund account has already been opened. As long as we get back the twelve trophies of the College Alliance Comprehensive Knowledge Competition within these two months, then, All expenses are directly covered by the school board.”

No one hates it more than the school board, whose president is not an intellectual student.

pity……

In the past, the knowledge-based campaigners had enough knowledge, but in other aspects, they were too arrogant. They had barely reached the stage of campaign speeches, and their approval ratings fell directly below the freezing point.

at the moment?

The turning point finally came.

Rock Broughton was born in Texas. Although he did not participate in any sports activities or clubs in school, he has the title and honorary certificate of the young generation of Texas Cowboys.

Needless to say, knowledge. Last year, just after I transferred to Midtown University, I went directly to Maine for the school and took back the trophy of the National College Chemistry Competition.

It goes without saying that he looks good. On the first day of school, he made the list of the most popular men. Then, at a record-breaking speed, he defeated quarterback Sam Malik and became the most popular male student in Midtown High School.

Facts have proved that as long as he is handsome to a certain extent, even the most popular quarterback will be difficult to match.

Therefore, if the school board members were not concerned about their status, they would probably raise a toast in celebration.

This wave is stable.

You need sports, you need knowledge, and you need looks. Frankly speaking, even the school board of directors felt that if Locke ran for the parliamentary election, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to find a reason to lose.

One of the school directors clicked his tongue: "It would be nice if the skin color was a little darker."

The other school directors were slightly stunned, and quickly grabbed a school director from Texas who made his fortune from oil: "Calm down, calm down!"

The Texas school director roared: "Damn, with a slightly darker skin, do you think our highest cowboy honor in Texas would be awarded to a slave... woohoo!"

"careful."

"calm!"

"We don't discriminate in any way."

The other school directors closed the doors, closed the windows, covered their mouths, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. Fortunately, there were no dark-skinned school directors among them, otherwise, it would have been terrible.

Speaking of skin color.

Gwen also talked about this matter to Locke: "Sam Malik just led the football team to the finals, and it's still the first year. As long as he doesn't win the championship, he won't be a big threat. But this Nina... Bell, actually, the threat to you is quite big."

Locke looked at the information Gwen took out from the backpack: "You went to find George?"

is it necessary.

It's just a campus election, and now it's time to recruit directly from outside the market.

Locke shook his head: "There is no need to find George."

If he can't win a campus election, who knows, George will think that Locke can't do it.

Moreover, even if he wins, George will probably be proud because of the information he provided.

Gwen blinked: "What George, it was taken out from the archives and copied. As for the student information, there is a copy in the archives."

Locke smiled: "Really?"

Received the information.

Locke flipped through the pages.

after awhile.

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at Gwen: "You said she has a girlfriend?"

Gwen nodded.

All right.

This is a tough one.

And it’s still a BUFF, full of hard things.

Nina Bell is female and has dark skin. She is not a federal citizen. Instead, she followed her parents into the federation as refugees six years ago and lives in a black-skinned community in Queens.

Then……

Following my parents, I participated in the anti-discrimination demonstrations in 2002 and 2003. While in school, I joined a vegetarian club and a small animal protection club. Even when I became the vice president of the student union, I made all disposable tableware disappear in the campus cafeteria. The reason is that disposable tableware is not environmentally friendly.

Walter? Farke!

What the hell is this?

Gender: Female.

Love women.

Dark-skinned refugees.

vegetarian.

Small animal protector.

Environmental advocate.

If you add the fact that she suffers from depression because she was transgendered as a child, then it will be full of BUFF.

Locke looked up at Gwen: "So, this is what you said, a little difficult?"

Is this a little difficult?

This is about 100 million points.

Locke originally thought that he already had three bombs in his hand, and the referee personally sent him off.

The results of it?

This Nina Bell holds a sizzling king bomb in her hand.

How does this work?

or……

Make her disappear?

Locke narrowed his eyes. It was impossible for him to destroy his luck of being invincible. Once it was destroyed, there would be endless troubles. If he hadn't said he knew about it before the campaign, he would have hesitated to participate.

at the moment?

Locke thought about it and felt that it would be better to let her disappear as soon as possible and directly attack her outside the venue, or break her legs and let her go to the hospital to lie down.

otherwise……

Gwen looked at Locke: "Are you scared?"

Locke came back to his senses and looked at Gwen: "Afraid? How is that possible?"

Gwen smiled and said: "That's okay, we also have advantages. At least, the school newspaper, radio station, and campus TV station are all ours, and we have the advantage."

Locke was silent for a while: "Can you stop saying that the advantage lies with us?"

These words now sound more and more like planting a flag.

"This isn't like you."

"Yeah?"

"Um."

Gwen nodded, her eyes seemed to have little stars: "The Locke I know, but the one on the Poseidon, is not afraid at all, will protect me, and can even fight with sharks in the sea."

Locke smiled.

That's because he has an affair...

etc.

I have a cheat!

Locke raised his eyebrows, "Anyone who blocks my way will die."

What if the BUFF stack is full?

If I lose, I can kill myself with a piece of tofu.

"All right."

Locke laughed heartily, looked at Gwen, and nodded seriously: "Yes, the advantage lies with us."

So what if this Nina Bell BUFF stack is full?

It is now 2005, not 15 years.

Gwen came closer, kissed Locke, and put the information back into her backpack. After all, she took it out quietly through her relationship, and it couldn't be discovered by others: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Cindy has a sister, and that sister's boyfriend is a photographer for many celebrities in Hollywood. He happened to be on vacation in New York. We went to take some photos for promotion."

"..."

Cindy's sister, sister's sister's boyfriend?

This relationship...

After Gwen finished speaking, he said with a smile: "Look, the advantage is on our side."

Can an ordinary college campaign photographer be helped by a photographer with many Hollywood stars?

nonexistent.

Half an hour later.

Gwen hurried home and opened the door: "Mom, has my last dress been washed?"

Helen, who was in the kitchen, said: "In your room..."

Before she finished speaking, Gwen just said thank you and ran upstairs.

after awhile.

Gwen carried the bag, went downstairs, and said to Helen in the kitchen and George in the living room: "Locke and I are going to take pictures. We'll be back later."

"puff!"

In the living room, George squirted out a mouthful of water.

Helen also walked out of the kitchen.

George stood up, as if he hadn't heard just now, and looked at Helen: "What did Gwen say we were going to do, take photos? With Locke? What photos were taken??"

damn it.

I have a gun.

Where is the gun I bought some time ago to go hunting this weekend?

There is prey.

Where is my gun?

…

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