Director Tian stared at the screen in consternation with his brows visibly furrowed. Yet, as time passed, he sighed in resignation and gave the sign to wrap up the scene.
"Director, is it not good?" The thirty-something-year-old cameramen asked carefully after observing the slightly displeased look on Tian Yun's face. He had known director Tian for quite some time and had worked with him for a few good years.
To his knowledge, this person can be considered a director with some talent, and despite his work being very stereotypical and not gaining wide popularity, it can be mostly contributed to ill luck and wrong timing. Seeing him look dissatisfied like this, the cameraman was certain that there was something missing from the scene they had shot moments ago.
"If it's no good, we can shoot it one more time? Then we can compare the two and select the better one."
