Paul was very surprised but he should not be blamed. Before Lulu was transmigrated, she was the queen of entertainment for a reason. The quality of the movies had increased exponentially in the future.

People also had a lot of time on their hands since life had been very simplified so when they watch movies some of them would watch them in slow motion and even take screenshots of moments when someone had a weird expression on their faces. So if you don't want to be a source of amus.e.m.e.nt for bored people, an actor needed to have very high awareness when they were in front of the camera.

In fact, acting was one of the highest paying jobs in her time if you were good at your job. Sometimes half the cast would be filled in with AI due to the advancement of technology. So actors were under pressure to show that they can achieve more than what the production team can achieve with AI.

In cultivation terms, if the top actor of the 21st century was at the expert level, then Marcel could be considered to be at G.o.d level, and a photoshoot was still a shoot. He still needed to act. Soon after Marcel walked out of the changing room self consciously.

"Don't worry about it, it's really not indecent" Milly repeatedly as he watched Marcel cover his chest. He was still not used to being a man so when Milly gave him a sheer long-sleeved s.h.i.+rt to wear he could not help but be self-conscious.

"Isn't this too racy?" Marcel asked with his hands still folded in front of his chest.

"What if you are hired to be an underwear model?" Paul asked as he looked at the pair bickering. When Marcel heard this he thought that he might as well quit now. It had not even been twenty-four hours since he was walking around with D cups, it was hard to adjust.

"I'll just go audition for acting"

"What if you need to swim? Or worse, what if you have a shower scene?"

"This-" Marcel was completely fl.u.s.tered when he heard that. He had forgotten that the times he was in were different. Before she transmigrated, if there was a movie with rated scenes she needed to act in, she would send the production team her 3d image. No one had to actually take off their clothes, but now he realised that he no longer had that convenience anymore.

"You're a man, you're not even being asked to take off your clothes and you're like this? The s.h.i.+rt you're wearing was in this year's GL collection. Several models walked across the runway wearing a s.h.i.+rt like yours, you don't need to feel shy. Hurry if you want us to finish today." Paul said before he walked towards the set. After being dazed for a while Marcel followed behind him.

"Do I have to?" Marcel asked.

"You may be given a pair of underwear for a runway audition to walk in, if you aren't open to being nude as a model, you are finished," Paul said and snapped a photo of Marcel who was still acting reserved. Paul looked at the picture he had just taken and couldn't help but shake his head in amazement. He was not even ready yet but the photo looked very good.

"We're starting!" Paul said and Marcel immediately went into character. After a few minutes, Paul stopped.

"Milly! Go open the first few b.u.t.tons of his s.h.i.+rt. Use the spray bottle to make his hair damp!" Paul ordered and Milly did as he ordered.

"What theme is this exactly?" Marcel asked

"s.e.xy" Paul answered as he watched Milly spray Marcel's hair with water, she even went ahead and sprayed some on his neck and exposed chest.

"Is that okay?"

"You said you wanted everything. You took the first ones looking like a college senior, the second ones looking manly and charming now you need to look like you can take advantage of someone, or someone can take advantage of you" Paul explained and went back to position when Milly was done.

"Ah~ this isn't too hard" Marcel murmured and started posing in front of the camera.

Milly and Paul watched as Marcel's aura had changed when his gaze turned predatory.

"Exactly!" Paul shouted happily as he took several snapshots. Paul had been paid to make portfolios of a lot of models since he finished university two years ago, but this was the first time he met a newbie that was so talented.

"Milly go get the mattress, and white sheets" Paul shouted.

"You should get an a.s.sistant!" Milly shouted back but went to get the things anyway.

After a while, Marcel was looking up at the camera lens as he was laying on the mattress with uneasy eyes.

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"Isn't this too suggestive?" Marcel asked but instead of an answer, all he heard were the sounds of the camera snapping his photos.

'Are you sure this is the right place? Is he really good?' Marcel asked Avian.

[All the models that were worked on by him at least had the opportunity to get to the final audition. The ones that were eliminated it was because they did not have the ability at all] Avian explained.

'If you say so. if by any chance this is a prank-'

[I have no reason to prank you, I am also dependent on your success to function optimally] Avian rea.s.sured.

Marcel fully cooperated with Paul from then on, after taking a few hundred body shots and close-ups in different costumes and Paul had even managed to make him take a picture in a pair of trunks.

When they were done it was already past noon. The three of them sat in front of the computer trying to the best pictures.

"This is going to be hard," Paul said after ten minutes of staring at his screen.

"Why?" Marcel asked.

"You should have a maximum of twenty photos in your portfolio. It's not like it's a photo alb.u.m is it?" Paul said. He had never made a portfolio for a new model with 20 photos, he would always end up with seven acceptable photos, but now he had almost 200 perfect photos to choose from.

"Why did you take so many?" Marcel asked feeling as if he had been taken advantage of.

"You specifically said you wanted to try out all themes when I asked you if you had a specific theme you had," Paul complained.

"Can't I pick one of each?" Marcel asked.

"Your portfolio is mainly to show your image. If you put one of each won't you just confuse the recruiters?" Paul patiently explained.

"What do we do now?" Marcel asked.

"Pick two, we'll put eight of each and randomly select the last four," Paul said and left Marcel to choose.