Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1731 - 1734: Shocking! Not Just a Female Star—Even the Top Actress Confesses (Fifth Update)

The clear, melodious voice, like the tinkling of spring water, held a unique charm. Even before seeing the person, everyone sensed this must be a beauty. And the moment they turned their heads and clearly saw the woman standing at the classroom door, pure and stunning, like a fairy descended from the Nine Heavens, everyone was astonished.Bang!

The thermal cup in the professor's arms fell to the ground, spilling its contents of goji berries and chrysanthemum tea everywhere.

"A once-in-a-thousand-years beauty, the biggest movie queen, Song Weiyin!" a female voice screamed in shock, instantly bringing everyone in the classroom back to their senses.

The male classmate who had just suggested that Shen Qiang wouldn't need to approach a peak-level big-name actress like Song Weiyin, or even just an A-list star, and he would still acknowledge Shen Qiang as impressive, turned pale. But then, in less than two seconds, he loudly yelled in excitement, jumping up as if he had completely forgotten what he had previously said, shouting excitedly.

"Song Weiyin! A once-in-a-thousand-years, unparalleled beauty, I want an autograph, a photo, where's my book, my pen? Is my notebook too dirty, will she dislike it? This pen only cost twenty bucks, will it be uncomfortable for her to use..." The male classmate who had previously been loudly challenging Shen Qiang immediately became mired in doubt.

By this time, everyone in the classroom was in an uproar.

"Song Weiyin, it's really Song Weiyin!"

"The perfect goddess, the most perfect goddess, a once-in-a-millennium great beauty! If I could take a photo with her, it would be enough to brag about for a lifetime!"

"Flawless, beautiful face, exquisite features, perfect figure, wow, just one glance makes the heart race!"

But before the newly standing, cheering students could make a move, the professor, whose thermal cup and goji chrysanthemum tea were already spilled on the ground, had eyes shining as bright as car lights, and even his already bald head was blushing with excitement.

Trembling with excitement, he eagerly said, "Song Weiyin, are you Song Weiyin?"

Standing at the doorway, Song Weiyin glanced at Shen Qiang, then gave the professor a calm, formal smile and said, "Hello, I am Song Weiyin."

The professor, always known for his composure, now glowed with excitement, as if he had returned to the age of eighteen. He stepped forward, full of hope and anticipation, and said, "Could you give me an autograph?"

Seeing the professor take the lead, many classmates couldn't hold back their excitement and stood up, wanting to rush forward. But just then, Song Weiyin, standing at the door, gave a polite smile that kept people at a distance, saying, "Sorry, I'm just here to find someone; it's not convenient for autographs, maybe next time."

Instantly, not only did the professor awaken from his dream, but many classmates present also suddenly realized the situation, awkwardly stopping in their tracks.

"I was too presumptuous." The professor, wishing he could slap himself, sighed, "Fine, next time then." Although he knew very well that it was uncertain if he would ever see Song Weiyin again in this life.

Despite Song Weiyin's clear refusal of his request in front of everyone, the professor felt no dissatisfaction in his heart.

The other students were also still full of excitement and understanding.

"A once-in-a-millennium beauty like Song Weiyin isn't easy to get an autograph from."

"Seeing her in person is already a blessing accumulated from past lives of cultivation."

"She is just too beautiful; even the way she refuses people is stunningly beautiful."

They were overwhelmed by the movie queen Song Weiyin's extraordinary beauty and the ethereal aura brought by cultivation, filled with shock, unable to extricate themselves.

But at this moment, Shen Qiang, frowning and looking increasingly impatient.

"Shen Qiang, could you step outside for a moment? I have something to discuss with you." The movie queen Song Weiyin looked at Shen Qiang with tender eyes, speaking softly.

Instantly, the shock filled the eyes of all the classmates, even the professor shivered and looked sideways at Shen Qiang.

The classroom was silent.

For Shen Qiang, whose voice couldn't possibly be any louder, it became like a startling thunder.

"I don't feel like talking to you right now, and it's best if you leave here and don't disturb my class." Shen Qiang's tone was lazy and impatient.

In a moment, everyone in the classroom just felt as if their brains had blue screened, ready to crash at any moment.

"Has he gone mad? Is there anything more meaningful than having a conversation about love with a once-in-a-thousand-years beauty?"

"No wonder Shen Qiang is good at studying; is it that taking classes has dulled his brain?"

"Oh heaven, quickly strike Shen Qiang down with a bolt of lightning! I can't bear this guy's unbearably casual attitude any longer!"

"No, I have to make a voodoo doll tonight to curse Shen Qiang."

"Heaven must be blind; why isn't a monster like him getting struck by Five Thunders Bombarding?"

But just as they looked at Shen Qiang with tears of helplessness.

The extraordinarily beautiful movie queen Song Weiyin, who seemed to have already guessed that Shen Qiang might not want to talk to her, hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a slightly pleading tone: "Shen Qiang, I know you don't want to deal with me right now, but I really have something to say to you."

"Not interested." Shen Qiang's eyes were very cold.

This cold remark inexplicably hurt Song Weiyin, not only did her expression become unnatural, but her beautiful eyes filled with misty tears, as if about to cry.

Shen Qiang was indifferent.

But in that instant, everyone in the class couldn't take it anymore.

One female student flared up, "Shen Qiang, you're being too much. Song Weiyin came looking for you so sincerely, even if you don't like her, you should at least let her finish what she has to say."

"Exactly, how can a big man be so cruel to her!" another female student added.

"Let's duel, you bastard!" A tall and brawny male student grabbed a water bottle, eyes full of rage.

Another male student clenched his pen like a knife, shouting angrily, "Shen Qiang, believe it or not, if you upset her one more time, I'll stab you!"

In just a moment, it was as if everyone in the classroom had become Shen Qiang's enemy.

Shen Qiang looked innocent, with only one thought in his mind: they clearly haven't seen a real beauty. If Song Weiyin, who is about the same as Qingxuan, has such charm, then if it were Youying or the Immortal Realm's Empress appearing, they'd probably kneel instantly.

And just as Shen Qiang was pondering, the professor who had clearly been rejected also furrowed his brows, looking at Song Weiyin with a pained expression, then fiercely told Shen Qiang, "Shen Qiang! You're too much. Go out at once and listen carefully to what Song Weiyin has to say, or I'll give you a zero in my class."

Astonished, Shen Qiang looked at the determined professor, full of helplessness, but then, under the hostile gazes of all his classmates and the professor, had no choice but to reluctantly get up. Walking toward Song Weiyin, with furrowed brows, Shen Qiang only remembered his promise to Qingxuan:

"Don't worry, I'll soon bring you back to life!"