177: Showered with Mr. Wyatt's affectionate display (first update)_1

The Film City in Bei Pu had built an Ancient Street, restoring the imperial ambience of the last century.

Yale Allen's crew was shooting on location here, and he had invited Wyatt Wright over because he was uncertain about a shot.

Wyatt Wright was not only good at photography, but also exceptional at cinematography.

"Start with an empty frame, then bring in the group."

Wyatt Wright tested the shot with the camera and showed it to Yale Allen, asking, "How's that?"

After seeing it, Yale Allen replied, "Good, pulling back for a wide shot should look even better."

With the business out of the way.

Yale Allen sat back down in the director's chair, wrapped in a cotton coat and resting with legs crossed, looking utterly depleted as if he couldn't care less. He hadn't shaved, his hair cut very short, and his chronic insomnia had left dark circles under his eyes. His complexion was pale and bloodless, resembling... the handsomest lunatic to ever escape from an asylum.