They’re all reborn, what’s wrong with being a little more almighty?

Chapter 85 My name is Zhang Wei, have I offended Americans?

The next morning, Zhang Wei and several other exchange students going to the United States came to the U.S. Embassy.

There was already a long queue in front of the embassy, ​​and those at the front of the queue probably arrived before dawn.

The U.S. embassy in any country will never lack people applying for visas to the United States.

Public opinion controlled by Jewish capital has been propagating that the United States is paradise for decades, especially in the era of print media and television media. Without social platforms and self-media, ordinary people know nothing about the real situation abroad.

At that time, you didn’t know that Philadelphia’s Kensington Street was full of zombies, you couldn’t see the large villas that were just thrown up on the streets of San Francisco, and you couldn’t hear the gold medal mentor’s words, “Brother, it’s time to eat again!”

Tsinghua University has an appointment with the US Embassy, ​​so there is no need to queue at the door. You can enter directly and wait inside.

However, basic security checks and information registration are still required. After the 911/ incident, the United States engaged in anti-terrorism all over the world, and its own embassies also strengthened protection work.

"If you are applying for a visa, get your form here and register!" A Chinese employee guided everyone to a front desk to register.

The person in charge of registration was also a Chinese employee. She was a young lady in her twenties. She wore heavy American makeup and held her chin up to look at people, giving people a arrogant feeling.

At that time, working in the U.S. Embassy did give me a feeling of being superior to others!

"The first four lines of this form must be filled in. If you don't have the last three lines, you don't have to fill them in!" the young lady said coldly.

The previous senior students filled out the forms one after another, and finally it was Ye Haotian's turn.

"The first four lines must be filled in!" The young lady repeated what she just said, and while handing the form to Ye Haotian, she looked up at the same time.

In an instant, the young lady’s eyes widened!

And such a handsome little fresh meat!

The young lady turned into a female benefactor, swallowed involuntarily, and then whispered:

"Fill in your name here, your name is Ye Haotian! What a nice name! Fill in your gender here, don't make a mistake!

Fill in the date of birth here, November 1985, my brother is not yet 11 years old! Sister, I'm only five years older than you! "

Being five years older is not a problem, the rat spirit is five hundred years older than Tang Monk!

The senior brother who had just filled out the form in front gave Ye Haotian a look of contempt. When he filled out the form just now, he did not have such attentive guidance from the young lady.

Zhang Wei, who was lined up behind Ye Haotian, felt that if Ye Haotian didn't fill up faster, he would probably be eaten by the female Bodhisattva again.

The young lady continued to say coquettishly: "The contact information here, mobile phone number and landline phone number must be filled in, and by the way, the QQ number must be added at the end!"

"Add a QQ account? The U.S. Embassy still uses QQ to contact people? When did Tencent become so international and enter the U.S. market?" Ye Haotian looked at the young lady with a puzzled look.

"Just fill in the QQ number after the mobile phone number." The young lady smiled brightly.

Ye Haotian completed the registration form and walked to the waiting area under the reluctant eyes of the young lady.

It was Zhang Wei's turn next, and the young lady returned to her cold demeanor: "The first four lines must be filled in!"

"Oh, do you also fill in the QQ number after the mobile phone number?" Zhang Wei asked.

The young lady looked up at Zhang Wei's appearance and said with a look of disgust: "You don't need to fill in your QQ number!"

Zhang Wei: "..."

……

Zhang Wei was depressed by the young lady. When he walked to the waiting area, he didn't want to sit with Concubine Ye.

But Ye Haotian still took the initiative to come over and said cheerfully: "When the interviewer asks you questions later, don't be nervous. You can answer more slowly. You can pretend to nod and listen carefully. Pause for a few seconds and finish your words." Think through it first.”

"You are quite experienced!" Zhang Wei said.

"I took a trip to the United States during the summer vacation in my third year of junior high school, and I went to New York." Ye Haotian pointed to several senior brothers next to him, and continued: "Not only me, but several senior brothers have been to the United States before. "

"Students from Tsinghua University really have a good start in life!" Zhang Wei sighed.

In that era, no matter whether it was traveling or visiting relatives, no ordinary person could go to the United States!
At this time, the visa officer had already started calling people. The senior students in front went to the visa officer one by one according to their number plates for interviews. The interview process went smoothly, and all the previous seniors passed.

After all, they were sent abroad by the Grand Duke of the Qing Dynasty. With this background endorsement, the visa interview was just a formality. The visa officer asked a few symbolic questions and then he was approved.

Finally it was Ye Haotian and Zhang Wei's turn. They were called one after another and assigned to two different visa officers.

The visa officer Zhang Wei faced was a white man in his forties, with brown hair, a long face, rimless glasses, and a serious expression.

The long-faced visa officer took Zhang Wei's information, read it quickly, and then said, "Mr. Zhang Wei?"

"it's me."

"Are you a student at Tsingta University?"

"Yes."

"What is your purpose in going to the United States?"

"As an exchange student from Tsinghua University, I went to the United States for a three-month exchange visit."

"Did you pay for your trip to the United States yourself?"

"It is mainly provided by Tsinghua University. I also bring some US dollars myself for daily consumption and buying souvenirs. The source of these US dollars is the scholarship given to me by Tsinghua University."

"Do you have any relatives in the United States?"

"no!"

"Do you plan to stay in the United States after completing your exchange program?"

"No, I want to go back to China and continue to complete my studies!"

These are standard questions for visa officers, and Zhang Wei has already prepared answers.

The visa officer did not ask any other questions, but nodded silently, made a small mark on Zhang Wei's personal materials, and returned the passport to Zhang Wei.

"What happened? Why did you get your passport back?" Zhang Wei was shocked.

If other brothers have obtained their visas, the visa officer will directly take away their passports and wait a few working days to pick them up again. The visas will already be affixed on them.

But the long-faced visa officer directly returned the visa to Zhang Wei.

"Am I being refused a visa?" Zhang Wei looked confused.

"Mr. Zhang Wei, I am very sorry. You are not qualified to obtain a U.S. non-immigrant visa, so I cannot issue a visa to you. This is your written refusal letter."

The long-faced visa officer handed an envelope to Zhang Wei. The content of the letter was:
"We would like to inform you that you are not eligible to obtain a non-immigrant visa under Section 214(b) of the International Immigration Laws of the United States. A denial based on Section 214(b) means that you cannot prove that your planned visit to the United States is related to your The criteria for the visa category applied for are met.”

This passage looks like machine translation, which is very difficult to pronounce.

In the end, it was said that this rejection can be appealed, but Zhang Wei can choose to re-apply. To re-apply, he needs to re-submit materials, pay the application fee again, etc.

Looking at this rejection letter, Zhang Wei looked confused. Why did everyone else pass but I didn't?
The next second, Zhang Wei's expression became serious, and he asked: "Mr. Visa Officer, you need to give me a reason!"

"It says, U.S. International Immigration Law, that's the reason!" the visa officer with a long face said indifferently.

"But the materials I provided were the same as others. Why was it that others got visas but I was rejected? If the enforcement standards of US immigration laws are consistent, then others should also be rejected. So I have reasonable doubts. , you are discriminating against me personally." Zhang Wei said equally coldly.

When the word "discrimination" was mentioned, the visa officer frowned. Americans, although there are all kinds of discrimination in their hearts, they must talk about equality on the surface. If they really bring discrimination to the table, it is politically incorrect.
"This Chinese is really difficult to deal with!" The long-faced visa officer was a little annoyed, but he still gave the reason:

"I don't have any discrimination against you personally. The reason why I reject your visa application is because your name is Zhang Wei!"

"What? What kind of bullshit reason is this? My name is Zhang Wei. Does this offend you Americans?"

　Thank you all for your monthly tickets. I thought the traffic would be low during the Chinese New Year, but I didn’t expect that there were so many monthly tickets yesterday! Maybe everyone got home safely and had time to take a look and pass. Friends who are still on the road, I hope you have a smooth journey, everyone gets home safely, and have a good New Year!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)