It wasn't until this moment that Qiao Qiao suddenly realized that there were a lot of cars parked on this usually lonely street.

There are ordinary Volkswagen models, and there are coupes that are expensive at first glance.

There are bicycles with baby seats in the back seats, and there are also motorcycles that are very stylish.

Qiao Qiao stopped the motorcycle, curiously climbed the stairs, and came to the second floor, the door of Ochiai Juku.

Inside are people.

There are not only stable and mature social people wearing straight suits, but also freshmen who have just entered the university campus with a childish spirit.

There are housewives with children in their arms, and there are guys who look like visual kei singers.

Qiao Qiao even saw several celebrities who had been seen on TV or on the news.

"These are former students of Ochiai-sensei."

Qiao Qiao saw the person in charge of the cram school next door.

"After all, it's the first seven today, and after the official funeral, everyone wants to come and take a look again."

He explained.

On the blackboard of the private school, there are still unerased board books, which seem to be related to mathematics.

The slightly messy chalk writing was interrupted halfway through.

"Mr. Ochiai suddenly collapsed during class."

The person in charge said with some heaviness.

"He was diagnosed with cancer in February this year, and after it was at an advanced stage and there was no way to treat it, Mr. Ochiai simply left the hospital and went home and continued to attend classes at a private school."

"That day, he was in a private school class, and suddenly he felt unwell, in fact, he must have been very uncomfortable before, Ochiai-sensei and I said when we were drinking, I can only rely on analgesic drugs to maintain consciousness, his student called an ambulance, sent to the hospital and rescued for an hour, and finally did not survive."

Listening to the words of the person in charge, Qiao Qiao looked at the former students in the classroom.

They didn't have that grief-stricken expression.

Everyone exudes hope and vitality.

"It's a little subtle."

The expression of the person in charge was slightly complicated.

"At that time, Mr. Ochiai's consciousness was restored in the last period of the rescue, and when the medical staff asked him if he had anything to say......

"'Tell Uchida that the answer to that question is B, and you can solve it by cutting the strings.'......" After he said this, there was no more sound. ”

The students in the classroom are also chatting with each other.

"Speaking of which, if it wasn't for Mr. Ochiai at that time, I might have become a gangster a long time ago, I don't know which brawl I died in, and finally I could go to university and have my current job, relying on Mr. Ochiai's help at that time."

Said a man in a suit who looked like the head of a department in the company.

"My grades were terrible at the beginning, and the total score of the three subjects combined was less than 100, and if it weren't for the guidance of Mr. Ochiai, I would not have been able to get into Tokyo University."

A girl who looks like a college student sighed.

"Although I didn't get into university and only went to a vocational school, Mr. Ochiai really helped me a lot, at least I learned that if I work hard, I can get something."

A housewife holding a child said as she gently coaxed the child.

"When I first graduated, I thought I would come back to see Mr. Ochiai often, but when I came back for the first time, the old man scolded me and said, 'If you have time to come here, why don't you spend more time working, thinking that I taught it to come back and thank me?'......"

A man with glasses and a scholarly air said in a eloquent voice.

"Mr. Ochiai often told me that I should face life with a smile, and no matter what, it is enough to live my life happily, and I work hard with this motto."

A funny actor Qiao Qiao once watched on TV said.

"I'm also a teacher now, and when I was tutoring, Mr. Ochiai said something to me, which impressed me very much, he said, there are no real poor students in this world, everyone has their own shining points, but there is a lack of others to find these shining points, I have always taken this sentence as my teaching criterion."

Said a man whose palms were rubbed a little rough by chalk ash.

There are also a variety of students who tell about the treasures they have received from Ochiai-sensei.

"Is it Qiao Qiao?"

An old man with gray hair and who seemed to be in good spirits found Qiao Qiao.

"I've heard the teacher next door mention that my brother's ghost has caused a lot of trouble."

He is the elder brother of Mr. Ochiai, and the two brothers rarely see each other, but this time, he received a notice and came over to help his brother deal with the aftermath.

Led by him, Qiao Qiao followed him to Mr. Ochiai's apartment near the private school.

The moment he opened the door, Qiao Qiao was also a little surprised.

The huge apartment, except for a low warm table and a bed, the rest is all books.

Not only on the shelves, but also on the floor, on the balcony, and even on the table of the toilet, there are books.

There are works on various disciplines, and there are some.

Most of them are books on teaching and tutoring.

The books cover all subjects.

"My brother's guy was very hopeless in high school."

Mr. Ochiai-sensei's brother looked at the vast number of books and was a little distracted.

"I fought again, smoked and drank, and almost lost my life, and I was suspended for a year before returning to school."

He carefully stepped through the gap between the books and walked into the room to the table.

"Later, in his sophomore year of high school, a new teacher came to his class."

"I don't know what's wrong, he suddenly began to be well-behaved, and he also knows that he studies hard, never fights anymore, and knows how to be filial to his parents."

"As a result, that kid was finally admitted to the University of Tokyo, hey, that's the University of Tokyo, can you think that a little gangster can be admitted to the University of Tokyo."

When Ochiai-sensei's brother spoke, there was still some envy.

"He later said that it was the teacher who did not give up on himself and changed him and allowed him to find the right path."

"After graduating from Tokyo University, he turned down an invitation from a large company and went to work as a tutor instead, and later opened his own cram school, which is Ochiai Juku, and broke up with his girlfriend for this matter."

"I tried to persuade him at the time, but the guy said that because he had been helped by such a teacher, he also wanted to help students like himself in the past, and he would not change his decision."

"What a fool."

Standing on the balcony and looking out the window at the greenery, Mr. Ochiai's brother sighed.

"What's so good about a person dying so lonely."

"Not dying alone."

Qiao Qiao's words made the other party turn around.

"You saw it just now, but in the private school, they are all Ochiai-sensei's students."

"Their lives have changed because of Mr. Ochiai, and they will pass on what they have learned from there to more people, which is probably the greatest relief as a teacher."

And until now, even after incarnating as a ghost, Mr. Ochiai has not stopped his teaching.

He genuinely wants to make every student feel rewarded.

It's not just grades, grades, ideal schools.

It is the goal of life, the right attitude.

"There is a proverb in Huaxia."

"Teacher, preacher, teacher and solver."

"It means that the teacher is the one who imparts the truth, gives it to the study, and answers the questions."

"Mr. Ochiai, there is no doubt that he has taught his way to his students."

Qiao Qiao looked at the messy stacked table of books.

There, inexplicably, there was a vacant lot.

Above, there is a picture frame.

In the faded photo, there is a photo of the young Ochiai-sensei with several students.

In the group photo, Mr. Ochiai, who has always been serious and unsmiling, was surrounded by students and was showing a bright smile.

Looking at this photo, Qiao Qiao suddenly thought.

Today is Teacher's Day.