It was Mr. Wang's turn to sell popsicles.

On the inside of the square cement doorpost at the entrance of the primary school, there are two benches side by side, and the white popsicle box is set up on the bench, and Mr. Wang is pacing leisurely under the doorpost on the other side. He was accustomed to pacing while lecturing on the podium, and his pacing made his pacing appear confident and graceful. Now he is not facing the eyes of male and female students, but facing a wooden box full of white jelly pea popsicles, and his pacing posture is not graceful and confident.

Mr. Wang is a veteran teacher who will be 59 years old this year and will retire honorably when he turns 60 next year. Mr. Wang has stood on the podium all his life, but he has never stood with the popsicle box. He didn't feel tired when he stood on the podium for three consecutive classes, and after standing next to the popsicle box for less than half an hour, his back and legs hurt. He stood on the podium calmly and methodically, and when he stood next to the popsicle box, he felt distracted. He kept laughing at himself in his heart, it was really inexplicable, he had taught all his life and saw that he was going to return to his hometown, but he sold popsicles!

The first row of classrooms near the school gate and near the highway are junior students, and the sound of reading pinyin characters suddenly broke out from the classroom on one side, and the childish children's voices sounded very pleasant. Hearing this sound reminds people of the meadows in the hollow valley after the rain, and the white clouds floating in the blue sky on the blue sky. Hearing this voice makes people release their depressed emotions and become magnanimous, kind, and kind. Every man and woman has ever made such a beautiful, pure, and moving voice, and then will never be able to make such a moving, so beautiful, so pure, and so pure sound. As the years progressed, their voices changed, some became rough and wild, some became arrogant, some became deep and melancholy, some became oily and smooth, and some became arrogant and sour. Teacher Wang can hear this childish children's chorus reading or chorus every day, and has been nourished by this pure sound every day for decades. His complexion is soft, his lines are kind, his eyes are bright, and his crane hair is silver, all of which are the result of long-term nourishment by childish children's voices. Until today, when it was his turn to sell popsicles, Mr. Wang paced up with some trepidation.

"Teacher Wang, good luck! Today it's your turn to sell popsicles, and the gods are also fun! The forecast is 37°C, you should make a fortune!"

Liu Wei, a history teacher, came in through the door, fiddling with a few boxes of cigarettes in his hand, wearing a Luo Sie-eyed vest, two male black ** faintly visible, and thick-soled foam slippers on his toes. With a leisurely look, he looked at Mr. Wang and spoke.

Teacher Wang smiled he, saying that he had received Mu Ya, knowing that Liu Wei had come back from buying cigarettes from outside, and also knowing that the history class would not be scheduled for the first section, he still had to talk to him and ask: "Oh, Mr. Liu, did you go out to buy cigarettes?

Liu Weiyue also knew that this was nonsense, so he didn't answer at all, just looked at his popsicle box, then shook his head and laughed: "Ah, I said Teacher Wang! You hid the popsicle box in the gate pillar, and passers-by outside couldn't see it, and the students didn't get out of class, so your popsicle was sold to ghosts?"

Teacher Wang said, "It's okay, it's okay, students will come to buy miles after class!"

"Put the popsicle box outside the gate, and the students sell it to the students after class, and the students sell it to passers-by after class. You put the box in the door, and the loss is too great. Liu Wei looked at him, looked at him, and suddenly smiled, "Oh! Mr. Wang, are you shy?"

Teacher Wang blushed all of a sudden, a little embarrassed, but pretended not to be shy at all and said, "I'm old and skinny, why am I shy!"

"It's good not to be shy!" Liu Wei said, "but now I don't want to be shy." You have to be shy and you can't do anything, and if you don't have to be shy, you can earn money, get promoted, and make a fortune. Whoever wants to achieve great things and make a fortune must first receive a psychological quality training to 'eliminate shyness'. ”

Teacher Wang had already tasted that Liu Wei's words were insinuating and sneering, and this kind of conversation was beyond his usual habits, so he was dumbfounded and did not cater to it. His scope of function was the homeroom teacher of Year 6 Class A, teaching Chinese classes, and also teaching Chinese in Class 6B, and at last his responsibilities were limited to 103 students in two graduating classes. He prevaricated and said, "Ahh Liu Wei is his assistant, the deputy head teacher of the Liujia class.

"It's okay in the class, you can sell your popsicles at ease. Liu Wei said, "I'm worried that your popsicles won't be sold out, and they will turn into water, and you won't be able to make money and have to stick your old book in." I'll help you move the box outside the door, you can't hide in the door!" he put the paper cigarette on the lid of the box, freed his hand to carry the box, and beckoned Mr. Wang to move the stool. Teacher Wang carried a bench in one hand, moved it to the outside of the gate, and placed it side by side. Liu Wei steadied the box and gave Mr. Wang the standard action of selling popsicles: "Mr. Wang, look, one hand is on the lid of the box, and this hand protects the money bag, and the money bag should be hung around the neck." Stand on one foot and rest on the other, and when this foot is tired of standing, change that foot. If you want to keep your eyes on the people who pass by, you will shout from afar, 'Ice-stick-'You have to be like anything, you have to be like a gentleman to teach, and you have to be like a popsicle seller to sell popsicles......

Teacher Wang was amused: "Okay, good, good, Teacher Liu, I thank you for enlightening and enlightening, I will." ”

Liu Wei smiled comically and staggered into the door.

Liu Wei left, he still didn't have the courage to follow Liu Wei's demonstration posture, or paced on the side of the road one or two meters away from the popsicle box, but he couldn't help but comment on Liu Wei in his heart.

Liu Wei, who is in his thirties, was admitted to the middle school normal school in the first two years of the resumption of the examination system, and since 1978 he has been moving around several elementary schools in his hometown, and finally he has established himself in this school. He has a brilliant brain, but he lacks a little perseverance, he is versatile and knows everything, but the result is that he is proficient in everything. In the end, he chose the subject of history, mainly because he could not take too much responsibility, and he did not have any pressure if he did not take the history examination in the entrance examination or the local unified examination. He has given up writing novels and playing the electronic piano and is interested in Go. His personality is sometimes cute, and sometimes stubborn and unapproachable. None of the leaders of the schools he walked through liked him, but afterwards said that the young man was actually good. He has read a lot of wild histories in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, and it is natural for him to use historical allusions to support his views on all people and things. He doesn't scold anyone, he doesn't deliberately hurt anyone, and if anyone provokes him, he will attract all the traitors and rebels in Chinese and foreign history to prove that you belong to them, and the leaders are afraid of him and despise him. The only person he had not had any entanglements in his school was Mr. Wang, so he was asked to be Mr. Wang's deputy as the deputy head teacher of Class Liujia. Teacher Wang sometimes thinks that this person is upright and cute, and smart and cute, and sometimes he thinks that this person is not a scene! Wearing such naked clothes and running around the town, the teacher must always pay attention to his appearance! However, he only cares about tightening his own discipline and will never accuse Liu Wei of being sloppy.

A woman with a child bought a popsicle and left, leaving behind a five-cent coin. When Mr. Wang took the five-cent coin, there was a strange feeling in the palm of his hand, no matter what, the first buyer had already patronized, and the popsicle business was opened.