"Quiet!" The history teacher was a middle-aged man with glasses, and he held up a sign with the word "quiet" on his face, because in his class, this classmate named Sam spared no effort to sell these things.

"Don't you like the compass? Then take a look at this sextant, it's only $15, and I reserve the possibility of a price reduction! Sam was accustomed to the ridicule of his classmates, and knew that he was doing it as a joke. But Sam had no choice, because he did it for his own dream, a man's dream.

"Look at this, these are my grandfather's glasses, you can see a lot of cool things with them! I put a price tag of $150 on it, and yes, it's yours for $150...."

"Dangdang...."

As Sam made the sale, the history teacher covered his forehead with one hand and slammed the table with the other.

"Sam-san, are you going to sell your grandfather's liver too! .... Well, this is not an auction house, but an eleventh grade history classroom, and your grandfather won't be happy to know about it...."

"I'm sorry teacher, I'm just too short of money because I'm about to buy my first car!" Sam lowered his head and said sadly as he took the glasses in his hand.

"Okay students, I'll put these things on the auction website, if anyone wants it, then you can go and bid! And again, my grandfather was a genius, and he discovered aliens, giant aliens, at the North Pole! ”

Sam looked down at the teacher who was about to go crazy, and then reluctantly returned to his seat with what he was holding.

"Hey, Sam, what did your grandfather's discovery of aliens look like? It is said that someone saw an alien in the playground of our school at noon today, an alien who fell from the sky and looked like us! As Sam returned, the boy at the table pulled Sam's sleeve and asked with some curiosity.

Sam shook his head, a little disinterested because none of the items had been sold; "I don't know, but it's certainly not human. Because my grandfather saw an alien with a head five or six meters in size, but no one believed his words, and the government took him for a madman and put him in a mental hospital! ”

"Ring, ring, ring...", a boring history lesson came to an abrupt end with the ringing of the bell, and as the students left their seats, Sam came to the teacher's side with some concern.

"Are you okay? Sam-san! The teacher straightened out his things and asked without looking up while complaining in his heart about why he was teaching history in the United States.

"Teacher, I'm doing well in this class!" Sam asked in a whisper as he stood beside the teacher.

"I think it's probably B-!" The teacher glanced at Sam, then lowered his head and continued to organize his textbook.

"Teacher, is there only B-!" Sam looked incredulous, and quickly defended; "I've been preparing for this class for a week, and I've put in more effort than any one in the academy!"

With Sam's words, the teacher smiled dumbly and shook his head; "Sam, I really don't want to interrupt you! But in my class, you actually sold your grandfather's garbage! You know, it's going to make me a disgrace among my mentors! ”

"Okay teacher!" Sam nodded silently, then pointed out the window and said; "Teacher, did you see that? The one sitting in the car outside is my dad, and I want to tell you a story about my dreams! ”

The teacher pushed his glasses and looked out the window, only to see a man in his fifties sitting in a black convertible, shaking his head at the students walking out of the school.

"Teacher, my dad promised me one thing, that is, as long as I earn $2,000 plus three A credits, then he will buy me a car, a car that belongs only to me!

"And now I have two thousand dollars, and I have two A's, so the car is in your hands! Come to think of it, this is a teenager's dream, and if you don't give me an A, then my dream really ceases to exist! ”

"But your performance is really..."The teacher looked helpless, in his opinion, he was already an extrajudicial favor if he didn't give him a D.

"Teacher, please, that kid doesn't have a dream! Think about what Jesus would have done if he had been! Sam looked at his teacher earnestly, knowing that his teacher was a sincere Christian.

"Well, dreams! For God's sake! The teacher looked at Sam's dad outside, then took out Sam's report card, shook his head, and wrote an A- symbol on the history item.

"Great, Dad, I got three A's! What about the car you promised me! ”

Sam snatched his report card, then ran away under the stunned gaze of his teacher and jumped into the black convertible.

"Three A's!" Sam's dad snatched Sam's report card and burst into tears as he watched it.

"My son! It's unbelievable, no one in our Vitwich family has ever scored three A's! Good boy, you are more amazing than your grandfather, I will go buy you a car now, and reward you well! Sam's dad grabbed Sam's shoulders and drove to the dealership without saying a word.

Volkswagen, Mercedes-Benz, BMW. Sam's father sped all the way to a car dealership with Ferrari on it.

"No, no, no, no, oh my! Ferrari! Daddy, I love you, I love you..."

Sam looked at the car dealership with the word Ferrari written on it on the door, and exclaimed excitedly in the car.

"Ferrari! Do you think I'm buying a Ferrari the first time I buy you a car! With the laughter, Sam's father turned the car around and headed towards a place next to the Ferrari dealership that said Used Car Club, which made Sam's smile freeze on his face.

It's a huge used car market, and of course, it's just a name, and none of the cars in it are old cars with fewer than a few owners. Even the newest one, and at least five owners have driven them in different eras.

"Dad! You said you wanted to buy me a car, but you didn't say you wanted to buy me scrap metal! ”

Led by an employee dressed as a clown, Sam and his wife walk through the used car market, looking at the used cars that look like scrapped cars.

"Oh my God! Dad, I'm only 17 years old! Do you think that I will drive such a car and never find a girlfriend in my life! Sam looked at the used cars that were everywhere and looked like they had only been seen in movies from the nineties.

(End of chapter)