"Yi, er, san, si, wu" sounding off in the street outside my window. The poor freshmen are covered from neck to wrist to toe in blue army fatigues doing their military training out in the heat. Seems to be the white-shirt campus security guys who are doing the training. No army guys in sight as far as I can tell. They count to five as they march and then stop mid-stride. Now they are down on one knee, in the road, listening to White-Shirt talking. Every so often they all yell out 'hao' or something. All part of the fine university education, folks.