Please don't force me to be a god.

"Uh..." Zhang Tian was stunned, and remembered that he seemed to have casually told Zhuo Ping about it.

But later, when there were too many things to do, he forgot about it.

However, even if he hadn't forgotten it, Zhang Tian would not take the initiative to bring it up.

With his current status, he has already promised that those who are interested will naturally take the initiative to come to his door and ask for it.

Otherwise, do he have to beg the other party to learn humbly?

Fortunately, Zhuo Ping still has this desire to learn, and he is thick-skinned enough.

Zhang Tian said: "Get up first. It's just a book, and I'll pass it to you..."

At this point, Zhang Tian was stunned.

A sketching tutorial is not worth much.

However, Zhang Tian thought of a serious problem-he didn't have a printer.

The database was full of e-books. At that time, he casually said it, subconsciously thinking that it was just a "copy and paste" effort.

If it were in the future, even if there was no printer on the supply ship, it would not be a big deal to print a few hundred copies on the street.

However, in this era, it would be a big trouble.

A tutorial, which often has tens of thousands of words and involves many pictures, how can I make this book come out?

I will definitely not lend the smart bracelet to Zhuo Ping, let alone the retina display.

"Shang Xian... Shang Xian..." Seeing Zhang Tian stunned and thinking, Zhuo Ping called out twice, "If there are any taboos, I don't care if I don't learn it. Please don't make it difficult for me."

Zhang Tian said: "There are no taboos, but I don't have a book. I am thinking about how to pass it to you."

Zhuo Ping was overjoyed: "Thank you! You can dictate it, and I can copy it."

Zhang Tian pondered for a moment, and now this method is the only way.

There are countless e-books in the database. If I want to pass it to someone in the future, I can either dictate it or copy it down silently. There is no other way.

There is a 3D printer on the supply ship, but it is used to print non-standard 3D parts, which is a completely different product from a paper printer.

Zhang Tian found a relatively simple sketching tutorial and projected it on the retina.

He asked, "Are you fast at writing? This book has nearly 100,000 words, and there are some pictures. I'm afraid it will take a long time."

"Hiss..." Zhuo Ping, Xu Wen, and Xu Jingye were shocked.

Nearly 100,000 words, in their eyes, is already a rare big book.

For example, "The Analects" has only 15,000 words, and "Tao Te Ching" has only 5,000 words.

Some secret recipes for making wine and forging iron are usually only one or two sheets of paper, with a few hundred or a few thousand words at most.

There are quite a few words in history books, but they usually write about people and things that happened hundreds or thousands of years ago.

If there are only 100,000 words to teach one technique, how powerful should this technique be?

Is this what the immortal master (shangxian) said, that all avenues can lead to success?

Xu Jingye said: "My Lord, I am doing business, and I need to keep accounts quickly, so I write fast."

"If you don't mind, I am willing to help copy."

Zhuo Ping said: "Thank you, Shopkeeper Xu."

Since Xu Jingye has joined, Xu Wen is not going to stand by and watch.

As a disciple, it is his duty to copy books for the immortal master.

The three of them laid out pens, ink, and paper in the living room. Everyone held a small brush and ground a lot of ink.

Seeing that everything was ready, Zhang Tian started to read: "Sketch is a two-dimensional art that uses monochrome lines to express things in the intuitive world. It can also express thoughts, concepts, attitudes, feelings, fantasies, symbols, and even abstract forms..."

Zhang Tian ignored all the prefaces and thank yous in the e-book.

Some content related to future generations was also deleted, leaving only the most essential tutorial content.

Zhang Tian read a paragraph, one person recorded it, and then read another paragraph, and another person wrote it.

Taking turns can reduce fatigue and greatly improve efficiency.

Write a number on each piece of paper, and when all are memorized, put them together according to the number, and it will be a complete book.

Some teaching pictures, Zhang Tian draws the simple ones himself with charcoal pencil.

For the more complicated ones, just project them out for Zhuo Ping to see.

How much he can remember depends on his comprehension.

After a busy half day, Zhang Tian was so thirsty from reading, and Zhuo Ping, Xu Wen, and Xu Jingye were so tired from writing.

After Zhang Tian finished reading a paragraph, he said, "Let's copy half of it today and continue tomorrow."

Xu Wen stopped and asked, "Master, are the words and sentences in this book too straightforward? If it is written more concisely, it can save a lot of words."

Zhang Tian glanced at Xu Wen and complained in his heart, do you think I don't want to?

It's a pity that my classical Chinese is so good that I want to convert the vernacular of later generations into classical Chinese instantly. That requires this ability.

Of course, Zhang Tian still remembers that he is an "immortal".

These things that I don't know how to explain, as long as I "laugh and don't"Speaking" is enough.

The more you laugh and the less you speak, the more profound and wonderful it is to others.

You must never let others know that you are stupid and can't speak.

Sure enough, Zhuo Ping suddenly knelt down again, and said with tears of gratitude: "Thank you for your painstaking efforts, Immortal!"

"Immortal must know that I have not read much, and I am afraid that I can't understand the scriptures, so I said the words so straightforwardly."

"Oh..." Xu Wen and Xu Jingye "suddenly realized".

Although Zhuo Ping knows a lot of words, he can only recognize words and read the imperial edict.

It is impossible to expect him to be well-educated.

If it is written in classical Chinese, Zhuo Ping will probably spend a lot of time just to ponder the words when he goes back.

Xu Wen was immediately impressed and bowed, saying: "The Immortal Master is really thoughtful and well-intentioned. Disciple is far behind."

Zhang Tian turned his back to the three people and said: "Well, it's good for you to know. I have copied 50,000 words today, and will continue tomorrow. "

After saying that, he left, leaving the three people with an unfathomable back.

The next day.

The four of them were busy for most of the day, and finally copied out the entire "Sketch Tutorial".

Zhang Tian also read some techniques about 3D stereoscopic painting, and included them in the "Sketch Tutorial".

This part is purely a professional habit.

As a maintenance engineer, Zhang Tian is used to drawing 3D pictures of some parts. Although it is not art, the three-dimensional sense is very good, so he passed it to Zhuo Ping.

After all the trouble, Zhang Tian was dizzy.

Thinking that he should not act on impulse in the future, he promised to say goodbye. The workload is really tiring.

Words kept flashing on my left eye for two consecutive days, and my whole eye was white.

When I return to the room, the first thing Zhang Tian will do is to take off the retina display and relax his eyes.

Zhuo Ping, Xu Wen, and Xu Jingye sorted out all the copied papers and put them into a stack.

Zhuo Ping drew the pictures he had seen according to his memory, and then copied them again to form a rare book.

Zhuo Ping put the papers away, came to Zhang Tian, ​​and knelt down respectfully.

"Thank you, Immortal. Zhuo Ping is willing to work like a cow and a horse in the next life to repay you."

"Well, get up, you just need to understand this book well."

Zhuo Ping did not get up, gritted his teeth, and said, "I know that my status is humble and I am not worthy of being in the hall of elegance."

"However, I will not forget the kindness of the Immortal who taught me the art. I am shameless and beg the Immortal to accept me as my disciple and promote this sketching technique in the name of the Immortal. "