A Certain Marvel Super Player

Gwen was still a little worried.

Moreover, this semester is all busy. Originally, according to the plan, Gwen wanted to graduate early next June. Relying on that knowledge comprehensive competition, he originally wanted to sell it, and he was very reserved. The famous universities finally put down their stature and found Helen to express their sincerity.

However, because of the launch of the student union competition platform, Gwen temporarily put aside the idea and planned to stay by Locke's side to consolidate the competition platform.

The big deal, after you go to college, you should change a few more colleges.

University is not a goddess to a scholar.

so……

Gwen said with a serious face: "Let's just live in the New York Police Department before the matter is over, wait for Dad, find out who eavesdropped on you this time, let's come out."

You just put us in jail.

Locke thought so in his heart, and then began to wonder if he was too hasty when he called the police.

When I called the police, I didn't expect Gwen's reaction.

This is not good.

Locke reviewed himself, and then said to Gwen: "It's not that exaggerated, the means of eavesdropping are not on the table, and I have already called the police, no matter who it is, I must be worried that I will be exposed now, how could it be possible at this time? I'm running out."

"……Yes?"

"I think it is."

Locke comforted Gwen, who was worried about him, and smiled: "Don't worry, the sharks failed to eat me in the sea, and a few vampires failed to kill me, a bedbug who only dared to hide in the dark to monitor, there is nothing to worry about of."

When the Poseidon was killed, the big shark that didn't talk about martial arts and ran out to attack Locke was cut off by Locke and made into a sashimi.

The few vampires encountered in Lake Cali, without a doubt, died directly in the light of the light.

Following Locke's words, Gwen thought of these two things, the worry on his face disappeared and nodded, but he still looked at Locke a little uneasy: "Well, then let's be careful these days, Try not to go out."

Locke snorted, although he knew what he was facing, but Gwen didn't know, and his heart was warm.

That's it.

Unless Locke was kicked by a donkey, he would never have imagined how he could become someone else's husband.

Isn't Gwen, who is so considerate, gentle and virtuous, beautiful and generous?

Locke thought so.

come to school.

Rest hallway.

"what?"

After Gwen opened his cabinet, he looked at a courier that fell out of the cabinet, and blinked: "What is this?"

Locke, who was about to open his cabinet next to him, followed Gwen's puzzled voice.

Gwen picked up the courier from the ground and flipped through it: "It's mine, but how did it get to the school?"

Matt, who was not far away with his cousin Andrew who had just arrived, was also looking at the courier in his hand, and then just heard Gwen's words, came over, and shook his courier: "I'm here. There is one too."

Locke looked up, then opened his cabinet, and with a crackle, the courier with the same shape was caught by Locke at the moment it fell.

Midtown College, Locke Broughton.

good guy.

When did the Federal Express business develop to be able to deliver to the locker so accurately?

What about trouble?

Locke raised his eyebrows, snorted, and tore open the courier directly, and then took out a ticket from it.

"What's this?"

Locke raised his eyebrows and looked at the ticket he took out, his expression changed: "Broadway Moscow Swan Musical?"

Gwen saw that Locke had unpacked it, and also opened his own, and looked up at Locke: "Mine too."

Matt also held up the ticket he just raised in his hand: "The same."

at this time.

Mrs. Cod came over from not far away, looked at the three of Locke gathered together, and the tickets in their hands, and smiled: "It seems that you have all received it."

Gwen looked at Mrs. Cod who came over and said curiously, "Mrs. Cod, this is..."

"I just received it yesterday. I originally gave it to you first, but I had something to do today, so I just put it in your locker. This is another reward that the school board said."

"...Is that what it is?"

"right."

For the school board, completing the grand slam of the knowledge competition platform requires rewards, but in the same way, because Locke, who has successfully ascended the throne, pulled the reins of democracy that were gone forever after he ascended the throne in time, and then turned around in time. Returning to the embrace of the republic also needs to be rewarded.

The last time Mrs. Cod told them, the school directors were still thinking about what to reward. After all, you can’t just throw money directly. After all, it’s an elite university. What an elite high school looks like.

"Cindy and Kahn too."

Mrs. Cod said so, and then looked at Gwen with a smile: "Study is important, but our life should not be all learning, there should be art, this musical is very good, and, just this weekend, The five of you can go and see it, I went last week, and it's worth appreciating."

Gwen smiled and said, "Thank you Mrs. Codd."

Mrs. Cod waved her hand: "This is sent by a Moscow businessman who has a cooperative relationship with one of the school managers. It's not my credit. Well, I'm leaving."

After speaking, Mrs. Codd directly held the material in her hand and left.

Moscow businessman.

Moscow Opera House.

Locke lowered his head, looked at the ticket in his hand, seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but laughed.

Do you want to go straight?

Does this not hide his motives at all?

You are too simple and rude.

It's not obvious, it's saying, hey, this is a trap, come here quickly, shall we wait for you?

Unless I'm crazy.

Just as Locke couldn't figure out why he would become a scum, similarly, looking at the tickets for this musical, Locke couldn't figure it out. Why did he go to the door and cast his own net when he knew it was a trap?

To ask the KGB why?

Not necessary.

The purpose of the KGB's visit is very clear. It is because of Lorraine Broughton. However, Locke's information has not been read and has no interest in reading it.

The most important thing.

He doesn't like to talk nonsense, he likes to speak for him with actions.

and……

On this ticket, the trap that exists, Locke feels, should be gone.

without him.

Locke called the police!

Moreover, it was not only a unit of the New York Police Department who received the police, but also the FBI and S.H.I.E.L.D. In this case, Locke could not think of a reason why the KGB would continue to stay in New York City.

That's why Locke didn't go to the KGB last night.

Of course.

The main reason is that there are no tasks. The tasks are generally released according to his interests. Last night, the system was stunned that he did not contact Locke's curiosity and did not release the task.

This ticket should be the so-called backup plan.

so……

If you look at it, in fact, the chance of encountering a trap is very low. However, Locke looked at Gwen who pushed himself twice with his elbow, and saw Gwen's big talking eyes, and smiled. Then shook his head.

Gwen then retracted his gaze in satisfaction.

It's dangerous now, and I still go to the musical, what if I get kidnapped on the musical.

can not go.

Gwen gave up the idea almost when he saw the tickets for the musical. If you want to watch the musical, you can buy a ticket with Locke to watch it at any time. During the special period, how to be safe and how to come.

Come to the classroom.

really.

After Cindy saw Gwen walking in, she immediately waved the musical tickets she had also got in her hand, and said to Gwen with a beaming expression, "Gwen, did you get it?"

Betty, who was sitting in front of Carrie, held her chin, her eyes flashing with longing: "I really want to go to the Moscow Musical, but I read it online and the tickets are basically sold out a month in advance... Huh?"

Betty lowered her head, looked at a ticket directly in front of her, blinked her eyes, raised her head, and stared dryly at Locke who flew the ticket over.

Locke sat down and looked at Betty: "You are my media minister, and your artistic skills are much higher than mine. Go, I don't want to go anyway."

Betty was stunned for a moment and blinked: "It's not good."

Locke smiled and said, "Just don't delay the promotional film."

The competition platform is his top priority. Musicals, this thing, if he doesn't click on the skill of "Art Appreciation", Locke seriously doubts whether he will be able to play in less than five minutes at the beginning. Inside, he immediately fell asleep.

And for the sake of a musical, Locke always felt that he was in a panic by spending his potential on this skill.

Betty was not pretentious, and smiled brightly: "That's impossible. Last night, Wanda and I had sorted out the plans for the promotional film at Carrie's house."

Carrie's house?

Locke looked at Carrie and seemed to say that they didn't see Agatha.

Carrie smiled, her eyes returning a blank.

Locke smiled.

Gwen looked at Locke who gave out the ticket directly, smiled, and also handed the ticket to Carrie: "Carrie, Locke and I have something to do this weekend, give it to you, you and Betty go together, after all, You are responsible for the promotional film."

Cindy and Kahn looked at each other.

Then.

Cindy also went to Wanda's side and handed over the ticket: "Here, Wanda, you three media goddesses, let's go together."

Watching on the sidelines, the calm Wanda ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looked up, looked at Cindy, and blinked.

Kahn's side went to Pietro's side.

Pietro looked disgusted: "I have nothing to do, what musical are you going to watch?"

Wouldn't it be better to go to the mall on weekends to see beauties or something than on stage?

Kahn whispered directly, not knowing what to say.

Pietro's eyes glowed, and he looked at Kahn: "Really?"

Kahn nodded earnestly.

Pietro took the ticket directly and smiled: "Thank you, man."

Kahn didn't actually say anything.

just say.

This ticket is VIP, the kind that can enter the backstage.

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