The Story of Getting Online
From applying for an account to connecting to the campus network, it took me nearly 3 hours last night to finally achieve internet access on campus...
Actually, this shouldn’t have been a very complicated matter, but it was quite troublesome for my laptop. First was the application. After consulting a senior in the next room about the location of the network administrator, I obtained an account in just a few minutes. Then I returned to the dormitory to configure the computer. According to the instructions, I needed to install a Ruijie client. After connecting my laptop to the internet via my phone, I spent about 20MB of data downloading this client, only to find that it actually wouldn’t run on Windows 8 64-bit. This was a headache. My laptop only has Windows 8 and Ubuntu; I couldn’t possibly switch back to Windows 7 just for internet access, could I? I spent two hours going back and forth between the two systems. During that time, I tried using MentoHUST to replace it, but found it was still frustratingly non-functional on Windows 8. Finally, I managed to solve it through compatibility mode:
Right-click the "Ruijie Client" installer — Properties — Compatibility — Select "Run this program in compatibility mode for Windows 7"
Right-click the "Ruijie Client" installer — Run as administrator — Run the installer — Restart the computer
Then you can start the Ruijie client. We are using version 4.31.
The Story of Military Training
Most students finished their military training yesterday afternoon. However, we—a phalanx of over 90 people formed for fighting techniques—only finished our training this morning because we had one more task: performing at the University Town campus of SCNU (South China Normal University). This was equivalent to an extra half-day of military training, which was quite distressing.
Military training began on the 6th of this month. The day before it started, we were required to get haircuts. The requirements were incredibly strict. In the process of having my hair cut short, I felt what could be called "the pain of the skin." Alas, perhaps one only gets a haircut that short once in a lifetime. That afternoon, I watched a movie, I think it was called Echoes of the Rainbow. By the end, I was moved to tears; it turns out I am still quite easily touched...
Then came the military training itself, though the first day didn’t really count as training, as there was only a mobilization meeting and an afternoon meeting with the instructors. In the evening, we organized our dormitories. It is worth mentioning that the housekeeping requirements during SCNU’s military training are extremely strict. No items are allowed on the desks, no books are allowed on the bookshelves, each person can only have one suitcase on the luggage rack, and only one bucket and two pairs of shoes are allowed under the bed. Everything else must be cleared out, regardless of where you put it... there are many other tedious details... Those who fear military training should enter SCNU with caution ^_^
From the 7th to the 9th, the training content basically consisted of practicing formations: standing at attention, standing at ease, turning left and right, marching, and so on. Our platoon leader was a very handsome National Defense Student in his senior year. He was very kind to us and very understanding. On the 10th, we practiced tactics (shooting), but there were no real guns, only toy guns with some weight. We were made to crawl on the grass, and in the afternoon, we did "orienteering," though it was quite simple—it was just a way for us to tour the SCNU campus. From the 11th to the 14th, we practiced goose-stepping. This is the most exhausting type of marching. Holding our legs up (leg-holding) made everyone suffer. Occasionally, the seniors would bring us herbal tea or mung bean soup, which allowed us to rest for half an hour—those were the happiest moments. Or rather, every break, whether long or short, was very happy. We would either chat with the platoon leader, watch talent performances, or engage in singing competitions; it was quite fun. There was also a very creative part: while we were holding our legs up, we were made to count down by reciting classical Chinese prose. We recited The Hard Road to Shu and The Peach Blossom Spring...
Halfway Through Military Training
On the 14th, the military training finally passed the halfway mark. The weather also began to turn cooler that day, and we started learning military boxing (Jun Ti Quan). On the 15th, we continued practicing military boxing, while some students continued with formation drills. The afternoon of the 16th was the time for the formation and military boxing assessment. Our company did quite well, ranking around third or fourth. Ten days of training had passed like this, and I didn’t feel particularly exhausted, though my skin had turned significantly darker.
I thought the remaining days of military training would pass easily, but little did I know that the real hardship was just beginning. On the 17th, they began selecting personnel for the fighting techniques (Ge Dou Shu) squad. Since the School of Computer Science and the School of Mathematical Sciences have the most male students, this task fell to our two companies. Without being fully aware of what it entailed, I volunteered to participate. And so, the tragedy began... The first item was "falling techniques" (Dao Gong). Not "falling" as in handstands, but "falling" as in hitting the ground. They wanted us to practice how to fall more "beautifully"... There was the front fall (falling forward like a straight chopstick), the front pounce (a bit like toad kung fu), the side fall... every type of fall resulted in only one sensation: intense pain!! This made me deeply realize how comfortable the previous days of training had been... Later, we put on "equipment" like elbow pads, but it still hurt all over from the impact...
After practicing falling techniques for two days, they had us practice male-female combat. To be precise, it was called "Women’s Self-Defense." Unsurprisingly, we boys had to play the role of the "wolves" (attackers). Since the girls didn’t have enough strength, we had to pretend to be knocked down... In that moment, I felt how great we boys are! However, regardless of anything, this was much more comfortable than practicing falling techniques, so we didn’t complain. The male-female combat, combined with the falling techniques, formed a "fighting phalanx" of over 90 people.
The 20th was the day of the military parade. The morning was a rehearsal, and the afternoon was the official parade. Our fighting phalanx went up to perform and won a lot of applause. Just as everyone was happily celebrating the end of military training, we were informed that we had to perform at University Town the next day. It truly was a case of "the burden is heavy and the road is long." Our military training thus lasted an extra half-day, only ending this morning.
SCNU, My New Home
Military training is over, and formal university life is gradually beginning. During these four years of undergraduate life, I will continue to pursue my old dreams. Whether the stage is large or small, my heart will always fly to every corner of the universe. In this "new nest," I will slowly adapt to it, slowly utilize it, and slowly step upon it to "ride the wind" and explore the world of science.
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