Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Hello, we are here to travel in China. We like Chinese culture and history..." Standing at the customs gate, Christina from the United Kingdom leaned on her husband happily, acting like a sweet couple.

"Where do you want to travel, which city in China?" The customs officer sat inside the iron railing, looking at the passports of the two.

"The capital...and Anxi."

"Oh, do you return to the capital after going to Anxi? You know the distance from Beijing to Anxi is very long, right?"

"We know..." Christina obviously thought for a while and said: "We want to take a flight from Beijing."

"Well, you didn't buy round-trip air tickets to Anxi either. China has special requirements for the purchase of air tickets, do you know?"

Christina hesitated for a moment and shook her head slightly.

"Didn't the travel agency tell you? Hmm... please come with me, both of you," the customs officer said, picking up his passport, and walking out from behind the iron railings, toward the inquiry room commonly known as the small black house.

Christina bit her lip, and then whispered to her nervous husband: "Don't worry, China's censorship has always been very strict. We are only under strict censorship because we are from a capitalist country."

"I know." The husband replied in a low voice, then whispered: "You said they won't shoot foreigners, is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Christina twisted her head as she spoke to avoid being seen as guilty.

The two entered the interrogation room which was several square meters in size one after another.

Not being separated makes the two easier, and they can't help but despise China's customs level. They don't even have the simplest interrogation technology, so what can they ask?

A man in uniform and epaulettes quickly walked into the inquiry room with information and said in accented English: "I consulted the British side, Ms. Christina, you used to be a British environmental protection organization. , A member of the Love Action Society, isn't it?"

Christina reacted quickly and immediately said: "That was when I was in college, on an impulse, and I quit a long time ago. In addition, Love Action is a university organization established purely to protect the environment, without any official background. , Is a legal society."

The Love Action Society is indeed a clean and legal university association. It is a pre-society that recruits members for other groups. Recruiting personnel in this way is very popular with non-university associations that are not clean and legal enough.

Christina has also encountered similar inquiries in the UK or other countries, so she answered quickly and had all the elements.

"Well, I see." The epaulette man nodded as expected.

Christina smiled triumphantly at her husband.

The latter also smiled slightly relaxed.

The man with epaulettes lowered his head, as if thinking for a moment, then took Christina's passport, opened it, and slapped it with a stamp, saying: "You are denied entry."

"Huh? Why?" Christina's gentleness disappeared in an instant. She was shocked, yes, so shocked that she couldn't help but said with anger: "How can you refuse our entry so arbitrarily, you Do you know this is our honeymoon trip? For us, this is very important."

"I'm sorry, the decision has been made, please take the nearest flight to return." The man with the epaulette stood up, without meaning to explain, let alone need.

"Are you denying me entry because I have experience in an environmental organization? You are illegal?" Christina's voice was sharpened. This is not in line with her plan. In fact, it completely disrupted her plan. , And made her feel fear.

The man with epaulettes turned around and glanced at Christina, and said, "If you don't leave as soon as possible, you will violate our country's laws. I hope you will consider the consequences of this."

Christina's husband hurriedly gave her a hand, for fear of attracting peanuts.

Christina was also a little scared, but she couldn't help but said: "You must at least tell me the reason for refusal."

The epaulette man glanced at her coldly, and said in a more serious tone: "Please leave as soon as possible."

"It's because of my experience in environmental protection organizations? You asked this, right? I have said that I joined a legal organization, a university club..." Christina stalked her neck, firming her conviction, like He has always done that.

However, Chinese customs officials, unlike those she encountered in other countries, did not explain or confront, just waved their hands and left the scene.

"Two, please come with me." Another cadre appeared at the door and guided the two British people to the repatriation area.

"Wait, I was denied entry. My husband can enter. I don't want to waste our hotel and itinerary." Christina gave her one last fight and motioned her husband to stop talking with her eyes.

Later, the cadres showed a friendly smile that made Christina feel more affectionate... Time seems to have passed for a long time, and listened to the Chinese in front of him saying in English: "I only know very little English..."

Christina's face was desperate. For a moment, she was even more angry: "You can only speak very little English~www.wuxiaspot.com~What customs do you do?"

"Sorry, can you speak slower?"

"what?"

"Slow-a little..." The Chinese themselves said even more slowly.

Christina showed despair again and didn't want to say a word.

"Please follow me..." The newly-replaced customs officer was in high spirits, leading the way while asking: "Where are you from?"

"...British." Christina couldn't help but answer. What people say is from the customs.

"Britain is very good, which city?"

"Lester."

"Lei-Ster..." The customs officer read the sentence and asked: "What is your name?"

"Christina."

"Chris... Tina. Good name, what is your job?"

"Um... I work in the marketing department of a bank." Christina frowned and asked her husband in a low voice: "Is he interrogating us? Why should we find someone who only speaks English to interrogate us? "

"Perhaps, he is just looking for you to practice English." The man looked down at Christina with deep blue eyes, and said, "hi, how, are, you."

The customs officer who led the way was really happy, and immediately used the standard tone of New Concept English, saying: "fihank, you, and, you."

The man shrugged to Christina with the look you looked at.

Christina was very helpless, even more angry, and couldn't help whispering in a low voice: "What kind of country is this country that can make evil things like cloned sheep, and there are customs officials who don't understand English practicing this." Basic English, is he a clone?"

"I'm just very happy, I won't be shot." The husband's request was obviously much lower, and he walked into the repatriation area with a relaxed expression.

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