"Teacher McGanna once told me that the seventh class of magic was retained by the dean under great pressure, and the meaning of its existence is to give us children of oriental descree a chance to learn magic, so that we can realize our dream of becoming an excellent magician!"

But as soon as he finished saying this, the goosebumps on Shen Chai's body instantly rose, thinking that he was a superb scumbag, and he was 108,000 miles away from such a serious thing as a dream!

Although he only relayed Teacher Magna's original words, although he knew in his heart that it was to ease the conflict between the seventh class of magic and other classes, he had to say these words, but after saying it, he had a faint sense of shame.

This reminded Shen Chai of when he was just in elementary school.

In the first class, the teacher asked: Students, what is your dream?

Some children say, "I want to be a space flyer!"

Some children say: I want to be the richest man in the world!

Some children said: I want to be a big star!

Shen Chai said: I want to be a salted egg superman!

When the teacher heard this, he felt that the opportunity to educate everyone had come: students, you should learn from Shen Chai, you should not only think of yourself, but also benefit others. Like Salted Egg Superman, he defends the Earth and defeats the monsters, which is the greatest dream!

Shen Chai was immediately anxious when he heard this: Teacher, teacher, didn't you say that when you are a salted egg superman, there will be a lot of salted eggs to eat?

Thinking of this, Shen Chai didn't hold back, and laughed "poof".

The students of the seventh class of magic suddenly felt that they were not good.

No, big brother, it was you who suddenly talked about such a serious topic, why did you laugh first?

Feeling the idiot-like gaze thrown from all directions, Shen Chai immediately put away his laughter, he cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, don't care about these details, you have to comprehend the spirit, comprehend the spirit!"

Everyone retracted their gaze and began to reflect on what Shen Chai said, but they still felt that it was a bit fucked up to the height of "dream".

After all, dreaming of this kind of thing is like underwear, you can't wear underwear, if you don't wear it, it will leak, but if you wear it, you can't shine in front of everyone: you see, I wear underwear!

Yes, in today's society, the word "dream" has been played badly, and if you tell someone what your dream is, it will definitely attract a laugh from the other person.

But the message conveyed in Shen Chai's words still made them all silent thoughtfully.

Although the students of the seventh class of magic are still young, and their magical talent is generally not as good as that of the students of the Magic Continent, they are all selected from the children of the human world, and it is not easy to come to the Magic Continent to learn magic, and it is precisely because it is not easy that they know how to cherish it more.

It is said that the children of the poor are in charge of the family at an early age. Why did they become heads of the house earlier? Because earlier than the children of rich families, they understood that life is not easy and cherished what they had.

Before coming to the Magic Continent, many students in the seventh class of magic knew about the existence of the "Magic Bloodline Theory", so they had long understood that once they chose to set foot in the Magic Continent and choose to learn magic, what they would be facing.

However, they still came, because they all had a lot of energy in their hearts, an energy that would not admit defeat, and they wanted to compete with these blessed Western children in the Magic Continent in terms of magic cultivation!

Magic is not only a love for them, but also a backbone, something that proves their existence!

That's why they meditate so hard, listen to the lectures so seriously, rein in their edges so carefully, and live in the strange eyes of some students of Western blood!

Why is the Western bloodline superior to others? Why should the Eastern bloodline keep its voice down?

Although Shen Chai did not mention the grim situation of the "Magical Bloodline Theory", the students automatically connected this big background. They began to understand something heavy behind their class, it was not just the four fluttering words "Magic Class 7", nor a bronze class number, nor a draft of approved documents.

There are people behind the scenes who are silently paying their hearts and sweat for the survival of the seventh class of magic.

"Let's think about it carefully," Shen Chai continued, "Actually, our Magic Class 7 is not antagonistic to our students of Western origin, they don't owe us money, we don't eat their rice, we don't have any deep hatred between us at all, why bother to be like enemies?

The reason why Shen Chai said this is to emphasize the common ground between the two sides, which is written in history textbooks, and the great man of the Bandung Conference once said that "seeking common ground while reserving differences" is the basis for the success of negotiations and cooperation.

The common denominator, whether it is a student of Eastern or Western blood, is that they love magic and are now learning it in the same place.

His words spread far away, and even the Western students sitting in the corner heard them, and they all raised their heads to look at Shen Chai.

With the exception of the recalcitrant ones, most Western students are just deceiving the theory of magical descent, hoping to find a little bit of ethereal superiority in this baseless theory.

The students of Class 7 nodded with deep feeling when they heard this, although Shen Chai didn't say it explicitly, but they all came back and understood what Shen Chai meant: The magic bloodline theory is just a game for the upper echelons, and it has nothing to do with us students! There is no need to stiffen the relationship for these inexplicable things.

Moreover, children of different bloodlines and backgrounds have gathered together for the same magician dream, what a rare fate!

But more students were watching from the sidelines, they looked at Shen Chai like fools, looked at this group of naïve and ridiculous people, sneered and ate by themselves.

Xia Zhengyang sat quietly on the chair and shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: Shen Chai, Shen Chai, you are too idealistic, this world is the law of the jungle, and the Magic Continent is even more so! What do you want equality and harmony, it's just childish and ridiculous!

But Xia Zhengyang did not dismantle Shen Chai's platform, he understood that Shen Chai was considering the current situation for the seventh class of magic, after all, he himself was also a member of the seventh class.

There are also many people in the seventh class of magic who have similar thoughts to Xia Zhengyang, and they think that they have a deeper understanding of the situation in the magic continent and human nature than others.

Shen Chai saw that most people didn't react, he didn't say anything, and he didn't show a look of anger, because he knew that freezing three feet was not a day's cold, and the concept of "magic bloodline" had been ingrained in people's hearts, and it was far from being something that could be uprooted in a few words by himself.