After the business ended in the morning, Mag took Hannah upstairs and started formal drawing teaching.
As a serious (pseudo) designer who graduated from the mechanical design major, Mag’s design foundation is still extremely solid. With his good memory, he still remembers how the teacher taught them the basics of drawing design drawings. .
"There are so many books." Hannah entered the study and was first attracted by the books of all kinds that were almost full on the three walls. At a glance, there were at least five thousand books of all kinds. She had never seen so many in her life. Book.
"Except for this bookshelf, you can take back any books you want to read on the other bookshelf." Mag pointed to the bookshelf near the door and said with a smile.
Reading more is a good thing.
Hannah glanced at the bookshelf that Mag pointed to. There were mostly books with black and red covers on the bookshelf, which seemed to exude some kind of dark aura, and nodded without thinking too much.
"Come here, today I will teach you how to draw design drawings in a standardized way, so that your design can be presented on the drawings in a gradually clearer way, so that more professional craftsmen can produce products that meet your requirements." Mag looked toward the window Go to the desk next to you.
"Aren't you going to do it yourself?" Hannah followed, confused. She felt that it might be difficult for others to understand what she was going to do.
"Our goal is to make standardized brewing equipment. Except for the mixing, which is completed by you, other processes can be completed by machinery and workers in a standardized manner. Only in this way can it be regarded as a mechanized large-scale brewery." Mag pulled out a bottle from the shelf on the side. Putting a piece of white paper on the table, he looked at Hannah and said: "So, we must ensure the accuracy of the machine. This is work that requires a professional blacksmith."
"Oh." Hannah nodded thoughtfully and looked at Mag with a little worry, "Will it be difficult? I used to draw casually. I just need to be able to draw wherever I want. Just understand it.”
"It doesn't matter, I'm a professional." McGonagall motioned Hannah to sit down next to her with a profound look on her face. She also sat down at the desk and said, "Let's first take a look at the tools commonly used for drawing, which are pencils and erasers. , this is a ruler..."
Mag started by understanding the tools and taught Hannah the steps and methods of standardized drawing in an in-depth and simple way.
Plans, three-dimensional views, three-dimensional views, unfamiliar words jumped into Hannah's mind one by one. Looking at the graphics that jumped out under Mag's pen, the neat and comfortable labeling method made her feel like she had opened the door to a new world. a feeling of.
The boss is indeed a master of mechanics!
However, Mag spoke too fast and the amount of information was too much. Although she had tried hard to memorize it and even recorded some key points with a small notebook, it was obviously impossible to fully master these things in a short time. It's unrealistic. You can only wait for yourself to slowly digest and practice.
About an hour later, Mag picked up the teacup at hand and took a sip of tea to moisten his dry throat. He looked at Hannah, whose eyes were slightly dull, and asked, "Are you ready?"
"Huh?" Hannah looked at Mag blankly. Is this a human question? Although she understood everything Mag said, this and the meeting were two different things.
"It doesn't matter. As a professional teacher, I won't point at anything." Mag smiled and extended his middle finger.
After a moment, Hannah, whose eyes were dull, regained her clarity. She looked at Mag sitting across from her in disbelief and said in surprise: "Boss! I know everything!"
"No, you just have a good brain. Drawing is something that requires constant practice. Today you can stay in the study and draw. Draw all the drawings I just assigned you." Mag stood up and gave Han his seat. Na, went straight out and went downstairs.
"Isn't this amazing? The boss tapped my forehead, and I actually learned everything he talked about in the morning. It's really incredible." Hannah's expression was still difficult to calm down. Just now, she In a short period of time, he actually learned in his mind everything that Mag had taught him before, including how to use various tools and how to draw professional drawings and mark them with appropriate dimensions.
"Is this the boss's superpower?" Hannah thought thoughtfully, feeling that she had discovered the boss's extraordinary abilities besides cooking.
"Calm down, calm down! It's time to start drawing now." Hannah took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, then picked up a pen and paper and began to complete the tasks assigned by Mag.
Although it was her first time to paint with professional tools, she was already familiar with all the methods and steps in her mind. The technique was a bit awkward, but it did not affect the brush's ability to draw lines and shapes on the paper.
"Not bad, but not professional enough." Ten minutes later, Hannah looked at the first drawing she drew, nodded with satisfaction, then threw it aside with dissatisfaction, took the second piece of paper, and drew seriously again got up.
Not long after Mag came downstairs, Dix came to him with Michael's order to go to the city lord's mansion.
Mag could probably guess the reason why Michael was looking for him. He changed his clothes, put the stone box containing the strange stone statue on his body, and then got on Dix's carriage and headed to the City Lord's Mansion.
"Boss Mai, I want to apologize to you first about Miss Reina. In a few days, this matter will be completely resolved. There are some moths inside the City Lord's Mansion. I need to clean it up carefully." Mag Yi When they arrived in the secret room, Michael stood up and said with a sincere face.
"I'm not the one who was hurt. It's useless for you to apologize to me." Mag shrugged. He was indeed a little unhappy about the issue of the City Lord's Mansion.
"I will go and apologize to Miss Reina in person later." Michael nodded.
"Putting these things aside for now, let's talk about the evil gods and devils first." Roland closed the door to the secret room and activated the multi-level anti-peeping formation, his voice low.
"Did Boss Mai really see the devil with his own eyes when he went to the Fake tribe this time?" Michael looked at Mag and asked.
"I believe the city lord has read the detailed report and my previous conversation. It may be a bit ridiculous, but we have to admit that there really is a devil in this world. Or it may be said that it is a kind of devil that existed in ancient times, but has survived until I call the powerful existences now: the Old Ones." Mag said in a deep voice.
"The Old Ones." Michael read one word at a time, frowning tightly, and said with some confusion: "If there really are Old Ones, then why has there never been one in the history of Nolan Continent? Are there any records like this?"
Mag thought for a while and said: "I have been thinking about this issue during this time. There are two possibilities: 1. Nolan Continent was once completely destroyed, and the current world slowly developed again, so there is no relevant Records; 2. The history of Nolan Continent has been artificially modified, erasing all information related to the Old Dominators."
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