The title of the composition is "What I don't want to see"

Looking back occasionally, through the ancient mirror of time, we can clearly see the math class in grade six.

The math teacher handed out the test paper to each classmate's seat, and I was surprised to see the test paper with a red cross-58 points! I did badly in my first math exam. I never scored below 80 in math before. I covered the test paper with my arm, only to find that my embarrassing grades were still seen by my deskmate with a long neck.

My deskmate surnamed Su, Su, is a girl, plain-looking, unsmiling, well-behaved bookworm, and her grades in every exam are better than mine.

I thought Sue would laugh at me, but she didn't. When the math teacher was salivating on the podium, I nudged her and whispered, "How much did you get in the exam?" "I didn't do well in the exam this time, and my score was lower than yours." She stared at the teacher and answered my question in a low voice. I was secretly glad and continued to ask, "What's the score?" "Fifty-six points. Very poor, right? " Hearing this answer, I giggled happily. Sue did worse than me in this exam!

I looked up, and the math teacher was staring at me with two big eyes: "Jing Yi, stand up, you won't dare to laugh in class this time?" Stand in the corner with a test paper! "What? Second from the bottom? Didn't Sue do worse than me in the exam? I retreated to the corner while thinking.

"Teacher, it's not Jing Yi who is laughing, but I borrowed a pen from her!" Sue suddenly stood up to defend me. The teacher looked at me with puzzled eyes, then at Sue, and said slowly. "Are you? Jing Yi, then you don't have to stand in the corner. Go back to your seat and listen carefully in class later. " I nodded and went back to my seat, wondering how the teacher could believe such a lame reason.

At the moment I sat down, I saw Sue's score on the test paper out of the corner of my eye-86 points! I did worse than Sue in the exam, and I came last! I can't accept this fact. In the second half of the class, I was more absent-minded, lying on my desk and looking at Sue from time to time out of the corner of my eye. My heart is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, with joy, sadness, doubt and melancholy.

Since the end of that math class, I have changed from lively and cheerful to mature and steady as adults call me. I don't always have a big smile on my face, and I don't tell Sue jokes during recess. I am unhappy, unhappy. Would it be better if I didn't know I was the last one?

At the later class reunion, someone mentioned it. I also remembered and asked Sue, "Then why did you lie to me?"

Sue took a sip of water and smiled indifferently: "I happened to see your test paper in the office and knew that you were the last one." I lied to you just to make you feel better. I have always liked your flowery smile, and I don't want you to make you lose it. It's a pity that you still lost your smile. "

"Never mind, your words will make me smile forever." I gave a long-lost smile.