The two made an appointment to meet in the afternoon of the next day, which was strongly requested by Sam. Russell ridiculed him as an elementary school student who had never seen the world, which made him feel very humiliated. He was ready to use the Porsche he would get tomorrow to win back the fight.
Sam had already made a plan. He got an A in history class, used his father's poverty alleviation fund to buy a Porsche, and teased the girl to get in the car and go for a ride in front of Russell. He could show off and slap in the face, and win the favor of the goddess.
Fang Xin, kill three birds with one stone, simply perfect.
For this reason, Sam specifically set the trading location by the lake. He had already inquired about it, and Michaela would go there to attend the party tomorrow.
The next day, Russell did not go to the car repair shop. He spent the whole morning sorting out the equipment, and went to the weapons store to buy a large number of special bullets for the Sand Eagle. After lunch, he drove to the trading location.
Duluth has beautiful scenery and a pleasant climate. The sun is shining brightly in midsummer but it is not too hot. The small city has a small population and the main urban area is very small. If you drive in any direction, you can quickly enjoy the natural scenery.
Prices are cheap, the pace of life is slow, coupled with fresh air and sweeping views of the wilderness, it is a city that is very suitable for retirement!
Russell drove to the trading location. The shore of the lake was occupied by a group of young people on an outing. It seemed that they were holding a party before summer vacation. He took a few glances and ignored it. He parked the Lamborghini under the shade of a tree and put on his Terminator glasses to take a nap.
, waiting for Sam to arrive.
Lamborghini Aventador LP700-4 Roadster!
Supercars full of science fiction and power have just appeared, and they have attracted the attention of many young people. Teenagers and girls who have not yet graduated have no ability to resist them.
Of course, the main reason is that this car is very expensive!
The sound of a roaring engine came from a distance. A Chevrolet Camaro was parked by the lake. Just listen to the sound of the engine. It was definitely a good car. But the faded paint with a heavy sense of history and the black exhaust that swallowed up the mountains and rivers made it...
The appeal of the car has been greatly reduced. No matter how you look at it, they are just used cars that have been abandoned in the parking lot for a long time, waiting to be sold.
"Sam, is it bad that we weren't invited to the party?" Diaosi Sam's friend Miles asked worriedly. Birds of a feather flock together, and the two of them have never been popular with girls.
, showing up unexpectedly at a party that you were not invited to will probably result in being kicked out.
"Miles, that lake is a public place!" Sam said shamelessly: "Besides, I came here to trade glasses, not to attend a party. I can only say it was a coincidence."
"Oh my God, someone really bought your glasses. I thought you were bragging!" Miles covered his head: "That person must be crazy, he actually spent 250 US dollars to buy a piece of junk."
"Miles, let me warn you first, if you say the same thing in front of my God later, I will definitely put your head under the tire." Sam warned with a fierce face, and finally found a wish.
The idiot who spent his money unnecessarily cannot be ruined by Miles' bad words.
The two of them got out of the Chevrolet, and Sam pinpointed Michaela like a dog. Next to the latter stood her boyfriend Cui En, the forward of the school football team. He was tall, had a wealthy family, and was a popular figure in the school.
"Hey guys, look who's here?" Trin saw Sam and Miles and became interested and prepared to tease them: "You two, I don't remember inviting you... By the way, you are
Who is here? Sorry, although we often meet in class, I don’t know your names yet!”
"Hahaha----"
There were bursts of jeers all around, and Sam and Miles dared not speak out. Especially Sam, who had bad intentions for his trip. Cui En's thick arms made him feel guilty, for fear that his poaching idea would be known to the other party.
"I'm here to climb the tree. I come here every year before summer vacation." After Miles finished speaking, he used his hands and feet to climb up the big tree next to him like a monkey.
"I...I'm here to sell glasses." Sam was shocked and embarrassed by his companion's stupid behavior. Michaela was watching from the side. He hurriedly took two steps back to indicate that he and Miles did not know each other.
"Your glasses?" Cui En laughed loudly: "Hahaha, don't be ridiculous, if you say you come here to sell cars... well, no one will want your crappy car."
"It's not a bad car!" Sam said subconsciously, but he regretted it after he said it.
Cui En rolled his eyes, raised his hand and poked Sam in the chest: "Listen, Skinny Monkey, this is my party, and I didn't invite you. Now, bring your bad friends, drive your bad car, and drive from
I disappeared from sight, do you understand?"
"Hey, Cui En, don't be like this, you're going too far." Michaela couldn't stand it. Her boyfriend's childish look made her feel stupid.
"OK, it's up to you." Cui En spread his hands, glared at Sam fiercely, then raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Guys, enough rest, let's set off to the party!"
The sight of the goddess leaving made Sam feel inferior. He glanced at his friend hanging upside down in the tree and was shocked to realize that he was not only inferior, but also stupid. Unless Michaela was blind, he would never be able to do anything in his life.
Chance.
"Dingling bell~~"
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Sam picked it up and saw that the caller was a guy buying glasses. He immediately put on a smile and answered the call: "Hi, I've arrived at the lake."
"I saw you, and your friend hanging upside down in the tree."
"That's not my friend. He and I don't know each other." Sam didn't even think about it. The friendship was gone in an instant. He looked up and looked around: "Are you already here? Why didn't I see you?"
"Under the shade."
Russell hung up the phone, the engine roared, and he raised his hand and shook it.
Sam looked at the Lamborghini parked on the side of the road not far away, and then at his second-hand Chevrolet, and walked over without mercy. If Russell asked him where the Porsche was, he would just say that it was repaired. The Chevrolet belonged to his father.
car.
No, it's his grandpa's car!
"Heartthrob 217?" Russell pulled down his sunglasses and couldn't help laughing: "If you had just punched that bastard in the face, you would indeed be worthy of this name."
Sam smiled coquettishly: "I have an auto repair shop, sir, did you just see it?"
"Just call me Russell."
"Hello Russell, I'm Sam! Sam Witwicky!"
The two reached out and shook hands, which was considered an initial acquaintance. Russell answered Sam's previous question: "I can see clearly. I have been observing you since you stepped out of the Chevrolet. Young man, I have a word for you, physique is not a measure.
The only criterion for strength is that you can't pick up girls if you're afraid of getting beaten!"
Sam was a little touched by these words. He was stunned and asked hurriedly: "You have been observing me since I got off the car. How do you know what I look like?"
"Sam, have you forgotten what I said about you?" Russell said with a smile: "Your outstanding temperament is so eye-catching that I found you at a glance in the crowd."
Sam: "..."
"Hahaha, just kidding!" Russell said, taking out 250 US dollars from his wallet: "Here is the money, where is the goods, I want to check it?"
"Uh, can you please don't say that, even though it sounds cool." Sam glanced at Russell's wallet with envy, cursed inwardly that he was a damn rich man, took out the glasses case from his trouser pocket, opened it and showed off his great-great-grandfather's treasure.
Russell raised his eyebrows and spotted the subtle golden lines on the broken lenses. He nodded with satisfaction and the two of them paid the money and delivered the goods.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you. I guarantee that you will feel that it is worth your money." Sam happily accepted the banknotes and said with an idea: "Russell, do you want to see my other collections? Like this pair of glasses, they are all precious antiques.
, highly collectible.”
Just as he was talking, Sam suddenly stopped talking and looked at Mikaela with bright eyes. If he heard correctly, there seemed to be a quarrel there.
My chance has come!
"Russell, wait for me for five minutes. I'll be right over." In the face of beauty, Sam decisively dropped the money and turned around and rushed towards the Chevrolet.
Russell blinked, wondering which part of Sam's string was wrong. He looked sideways and saw Michaela.
Michaela and Cui En broke up on bad terms because she wanted to test drive her boyfriend's off-road vehicle, but Cui En disagreed and commented that her delicate body was more suitable for playing bumper cars.
This straight man has terminal cancer and is not suitable for having a girlfriend!
Michaela's self-esteem was frustrated, so she kicked her boyfriend decisively and walked home alone.
Sam was driving the Chevy with great joy. The enchanting back of Mikaela in front of him made him ecstasy. He looked in the rearview mirror and tried to make himself look less embarrassed: "Hey, Mikaela, I'm Sam.
.Sam Witwicky!"
Michaela: "..."
Who is this bastard with 'want to mate' written on his face?
"Hey, Michaela, I'm sorry that I caused a conflict between you and Trin. I hope I didn't make it too difficult for you." Sam mistakenly thought that the quarrel between the two was because of him, and raised his hand to open the car door: "I can drive you back.
Home, uh, if you don't mind."
Michaela remained silent. After hearing this, she glanced at the paint-peeling Chevrolet. For some reason, she felt that if she didn't get into this car, she would definitely regret it.
Just as she was about to join the car, a strange scream came from behind. It was Sam's friend Miles.
"Sam, what are you doing? Why didn't you call me when you left?"
Miles jumped down from the tree. Because he was hanging upside down, he fell into the mud when he fell. He patted the dust on his body and ran all the way without picking up any of his slippers.
Michaela: "..."
If she takes back what she just said and gets in this car, she will definitely regret it.
Looking at the goddess's leaving figure, Sam's whole body felt bad. He was just a little bit away from being able to carry Mikaela home.
"Hey, Sam, what are you going to do?" Miles panted and got into the passenger seat.
"Man, it's my turn to ask, what are you going to do?"
"Sam, you broke the party rules."
"What bullshit rules?"
"You can't value sex over friends." Miles said seriously: "Can you return the car? I've lost my slippers."
Sam was about to cry but had no tears: "You value sex over friends... What nonsense are you talking about? I don't even know you."
Five seconds later, Sam was actually crying when he saw Michaela get into the Lamborghini, that damn 'I own a garage' convertible supercar.