It was the anniversary of the school. The school was 75 years old.

Friday. Since it was a holiday, it was a day off, but the teachers were invited to a concert. Vladimir was one of the first to come. In his blue turtleneck and blue jeans.

He was smiling, and noticed with a glance his faithful friend and colleague - Yaroslav Nikolaevich. he was a psychologist. Vladimir waved at him , as if inviting him to his place

hello, psychologist. Vladimir said jokingly.