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 victory.
Sam had already made a plan, got an A in history class, used his father's poverty alleviation fund to buy a Porsche, and tempted the girl to get in the car and go for a ride in front of Russell. He can show off and slap in the face, and he can also win the heart of the goddess. He kills three birds with one stone, it's perfect.
For this reason, Sam specially set the transaction location at 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 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. Even in midsummer, the sun is shining brightly but not too hot. Small cities have 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 the 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!
Super sports cars full of science fiction and power have attracted the attention of many young people as soon as they appeared. 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 roaring engines came from a distance. A Chevrolet Camaro was parked by the lake. Just listen to the sound of the engine. This is definitely a good car. However, the faded car paint with a strong sense of history and the suffocating black exhaust greatly reduce its appeal. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a used car that has been abandoned in the parking lot for a long time, waiting to be sold.
"Sam, we weren't invited to the party. Isn't that bad?" 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 to which you were not invited is likely to 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 gosh, someone really bought your glasses. I thought you were bragging!" Myers covered his head: "That person must be crazy. He actually spent $250 on 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 got out of the Chevrolet, and Sam pinpointed Michaela with wolf-dog precision. 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. Sam and Miles dared not speak out, especially Sam. He had bad intentions for this 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 by the stupid behavior of his companions. 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 heartily: "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, Trin, 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, then at his second-hand Chevrolet, and walked over without mercy. If Russell asked him where the Porsche was, he would tell him to take it for repair. The Chevrolet was his father's 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 you very 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 you 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, although it sounds cool." Sam glanced at Russell's wallet with envy, cursed silently at the 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 brows and saw 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. , extremely collectible."
Just as he was talking, Sam suddenly stopped talking and looked at Mikaela with bright eyes. If he heard the words 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, turned around and rushed towards the Chevrolet.
Russell blinked, wondering which part of Sam's connection was wrong. He looked sideways and spotted Mikayla.
Michaela and Cui En broke up 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 guy 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 sand sculpture with 'want to mate' written on his face?
"Hey, Michaela, I'm sorry for the conflict between you and Trin. I hope it 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 push the car door open: "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: "..."
She would regret it if she took back what she just said and got in this car.
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 lost my slippers."
Sam was on the verge of tears but said, "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.
"Miles, don't wear your seat belt."
"Why?"
"I want you to die in a traffic accident."
