The Grade(2)

Teach me!". The excitement eventually bursted from Sham's face. "Nonsense! How could this be possible! I was quiet sleepy in the duration of the test! I must fail to pass the exam!" said Sham, unable to hide his 'shining' face. "Come on! It costs nothing for you to tell me ways of the subject!". "(You're) Awful! You must be jibing at me! No need to be so awful, my god!". Then Sham went through the crowd and looked for Victim's grade, only to find that Victim was just the last serval ones instead of his top place. "OK, I just said I scored low. My scores are less than yours. How dare you say you are not jibing at me!" said Sham with his smooth and obvious 'smile' transforming into a laughter. Everyone just loked at Sham who thought it an honor. Victim seemed disapointed but more in anger. In his eyes, Sham was just laughing for no reason, Sham's teeth appearing a little yellow and black and the egg-like head waving in the air. He returned to his seat, hid his answering paper in a 150 score, and sit down satisfiedly as if he won everything.

The sunlight came into the classroom, bestowing a golden line to Sham the same as his bright and impressive laughter.