Would you say I'm an Angel?

The God was wondering how the Advanced Level Examination in Hong Kong was doing at that moment, so he called a man, who once had been a great physicist, and requested help from him.

"May you attend the exam having now in Hong Kong? I think you will find it easy and interesting." The God demanded.

"My pleasure, Lord." the man bowed, stepped out of the gate of Heaven, and headed to the examination venue the God had indicated.

He found a bag hanging on his shoulder. He smiled, as he knew that the God had everything prepared. Without hesitation, he squeezed into the hall every youngsters was rushing in, went straight to his seat, and sit down. Knowing the admission form must be there in the bag, he retrieved it even without searching and placed it on the small wooden table in his front. He was not worried that he hadn't done anything to apply for the examination - the God will prepare.

He was quite delighted at that stage, and even humming a song that was not known to the young people sitting around him. Until, the inspector approached his seat and checked his admission form.

The inspector screwed up his face after he saw the name on the admission form. He asked the physicist without acknowledging the fact that he was really the one who own that name, "is this really your name? Al - "

"Yea." The physicist replied hastily, because he didn't want to attract attention from the people surrounding.

After a minute or so, the inspector put the admission form back to the desk. He walked away and checked the identity of the next candidate, wearing a suspicious expression and muttering words like "good taste in naming".

The examination started after ten minutes. Following the loud announcement "you may start now" by the inspector in the front, the sound of flipping papers filled the whole hall. The physicist opened the white question paper covering on top of colored answer book, and peered at the first question.

He soon found himself actually rereading the very same question in the question paper. "A nucleus has mass number A, atomic number Z and binding energy of magnitude B. Express the mass of the nucleus in terms of the above variables." it wrote.

He knew that the answer must be something doing with the great equation E = mc^2, and he knew he would find out the answer in a minute if he calculated. But he really couldn't recognize which bit of this question was relating to any important theories or concepts he had been working on when he had been alive. Instead of Physics, he was highly reminded of Mathematics. He scratched his head, hoped that would clear the fogs which started getting thick in his mind, and proceeded to the next question.

And he declared surrender. Again, he figured out the answer at the first glance on the second question. However, he had not the faintest idea that, what ability could be tested by this question. Not jogging down even a word or note, he flipped through the questions, scowled, and finally closed the question book grimly.

He opened the answer book, and stared at the empty pages, as though the dotted lines on the paper were laughing at his inability to answer. He picked up his pen slowly, thinking hard, and at last scribbled a large question mark on the paper.

He slammed the answer book close, then marched forward the entrance, feeling half bemused, half offended. Ignoring the disapproving looks the inspectors having as he was producing such a noise in the midst of an examination, he pushed open the doors and stumped out of the hall.

He returned to the Heaven, was fully absorbed into intense thoughts, and didn't even notice that someone was greeting him.

"Hello - hey!"

His head was still down.

Not until he felt someone clap hand on his shoulder. He raised his head, and found Isaac Newton standing in front of him.

"Hey Albert! I heard the Lord ask you to take the exam. How's it?"

Albert Einstein paused, then with a bitter smile, he said, "they're not going to have any proper physicists if they keep putting Maths in the exam questions."