Back to the Past with the System
Chaptre 47. Pak Eko's Lessons

Tomorrow has come, Adit is at Garuda High School, following the lesson normally. The first hour of the lesson began with the outer language or ingris of Mr. Eko, the students were somehow seen sighing resignedly before he came.

"Hey did you do the pr yesterday?" A student sitting in front of Adit said with his colleague.

"Of course I work, I am not stupid to forget to do pr in front of Mr. Eko," replied the student who was one bench.

Adit frowned, hearing the words of the two disciples just now. THE PR? Lately, a lot of what he did so he felt did not remember the term. 

 "Wait a minute is there any PR from Mr Eko?" Adit asked, join in the conversation.

The two students who were asked seemed surprised because Adit suddenly joined the conversation. "Y-yeah you're right! Wasn't this PR one week ago?"

Around the memory of one week ago re-emerged, yesterday indeed Mr. Eko gave PR to all students, but because Adit was busy taking care of the case and his parents he forgot about it.

Feeling that he was the most stupid, he massaged his forehead. "Ah. Now I remember!"

"Dit, don't tell me you forgot?"

Smiling stiffly he said. "Hahahaha, you're right!"

"Seriously? How stupid of you! If Mr. Eko finds out, you can be dried outside during his study hours!"

Maybe it is the truth, given how assertive Mr. Eko is, but for Adit he was relaxed. "Let's just relax I'll be working on it right now!"

He took out his stationery and began working on a special book of ingris lessons, the two students stared in wonder, they understood that now Adit was different from before. But the task is to make a short story using ingris and there is nothing wrong with using grammar and grammar, a task like that where he has been working now.

"Noh, rather than the trouble I love mine!" he gives a copy of the short story he made, but Adit quickly refuses.

"No need, I can finish this in three minutes.." Adit's gaze became focused, he seemed to be in his own world, constantly writing something down on paper.

The two students gulped, surprised Adit who used to suck in ingris language can now work on short stories without the help of gogle translation.

But it's free, Mr. Eko has now come to class. Opening the door rudely like a class thug, made all the students stare in horror.

"For Nak! I'm sorry to be in a hurry, but you didn't forget about PR, did you?" the first words issued were so, Eko without further ado directly discussed PR.

All the students said it was because they realized what happened if they forgot about it, except Adit who was still focused on writing. Adit's actions certainly make Mr. Eko think that ana has just worked on the prnya now and this is true.

"Is that why you don't do PR?!" ask the teacher of the ingris language, staring at the movements of Adit who is still busy writing.

"It's good that you do PR at school! Do you think school is your home!"

The voice was very fierce, making the whole class bow their heads because of fear, this is how the killer teacher exists, with speech alone makes the fur to sit up. On the other hand Adit put on a flat face.

"hmm, isn't school a second home?" Adit held his chin, thinking of a sacred speech he used to hear.

Silence swept Class A, all opened their eyes wide at the words of Adit, whether he was flirting or whatever, but surely he did not understand the situation.

The two disciples, holding back laughter hearing Adit's words, they thought that it was very funny, even seeing someone dare to talk with Mr. Eko alone was a joke.

"Eh, how dare you resist your father's words! Here, quickly stand in front of the class to tell a short story essay you wrote in ingris, remember not to look at the book and must be fluent!"

Adit felt no objection to it, slowly he stood up and walked in front of the class. Starting with the breath Adit began to tell a short essay he had just made.

The way he speaks in ingris is great, like a bule. Even a teacher like Mr. Eko alone, acknowledging that Adit is a genius, because his speech and expression are very great.

Adit told the story within five minutes, after the completion of the sound of clapping echoed around class A.

All were amazed by Adit's fluency in using English.

"Kya~ As usual she's cool! Since when are you smart like that."

As expected the female students seem to be more amazed by the figure of Adit, she really has become popular.

Smiling stiffly and sweating, he looked at Mr. Eko. "Secretian of me sir... eh are there any flaws?"

The English teacher nodded.

 "No, it's all perfect! I was surprised, when not long ago you were very bad and worst in the subject of the father, but now you are very great. What's secret?"

As an English teacher, Mr. Eko knows that the way Adit speaks is not easy, it needs long-term practice, he is certainly interested in the quick tricks Adit does.

Hearing at the head did not itch, the teenager said. "Hahaha.. anu.. I'm just—"

"Who cares about it. The important thing is Adit, come to the English Olympics next week, I'm looking forward to you!"

An unexpected remark was thrown, leaving Adit shocked. "Huh? The olympics?!"