Ready, Get Self, Go!
China's younger generation discovers the identity crisis.
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"My youth began when I was twenty-one. At least, that's when I decided it began. That was when I started to think that all those shiny things in life—some of them might possibly be for me." These opening sentences of Twenty Fragments of a Ravenous Youth, a semiautobiographical novel by one of China's young expatriate stars, 35-year-old filmmaker and writer Xiaolu Guo, have the sound of a generational mantra. Ask pianist Lang Lang, the 26-year-old virtuoso who will be performing at the Olympic opening ceremony on Friday and who has produced a ghost-written memoir (two, actually: a young-adult version and another for grown-ups) timed for the occasion. He, too, has lately been making up for a lost childhood. Chief among the youthful indulgences he and Guo's narrator, Fenfang, tardily seize on is one that an older Chinese generation doesn't begin to grasp: the thrilling pursuit of self-discovery.
It is, of course, one of the West's favorite sports, and Xiaolu Guo and Lang Lang have rightly gauged the Olympic season to be an ideal moment to showcase the struggles of Chinese neophytes in this nationally unfamiliar endeavor. The coming-of-age marathon, you could call it. Life coaches might draw a common lesson from the experiences described in these very different books: The belatedly liberated self, primed by years of precociously mature discipline, just might leave the rest of us in the dust. Westerners, watch out!
"We don't have much the individuality concept in China." So explains Z, the narrator of Guo's previous novel, A Concise Chinese-English Dictionary for Lovers(2007), who is learning English as she writes—and who shares Fenfang's predicament: They are both young peasant women determined, in a global era, to escape the grinding confines of communal village life. Their goal in the big city is to explore that disorienting individuality concept. For Z, sent to London to learn English to help her parents' burgeoning shoemaking business back home, the most challenging lesson of all is figuring out what she and the British man she quickly moves in with each mean when they "use the word 'self,' " a novelty for her. In Twenty Fragments (which Guo wrote a decade ago in Chinese and recently decided to recast in English), Fenfang has escaped the sweet-potato fields to seek her fortune in Beijing's TV-and-film industry. She veers wildly in her quest to define a more distinctive role for herself than Extra No. 6787, the identity stamped on her form by the employment office.
Lang Lang's situation is a variation—in a very different key—on the same theme. Almost as soon as the 2-year-old boy sat down at the piano his musician parents bought for their apartment in the northeastern outpost of Shenyang, he began hearing a relentless refrain from his father, Lang Guoren: You will be "Number One." Younger than Guo's narrators, who were reared to serve family needs, Lang Lang was a "little emperor" of the one-child-policy era—hovered over by parents ready to sacrifice all to fulfill his illustrious trajectory. But that hardly spelled empowerment. Lang Guoren, his own musical career thwarted by the Cultural Revolution, directed his son's every moment toward a single mission. Where Fenfang flees on her own to "cruel Beijing" to figure out what she might "care for in life," Lang Lang at 9 was dragged there (and away from his beloved mother) by a fanatical paternal taskmaster intent on taking China's grueling competition system by a storm. It was only after a teenage Lang Lang arrived in the United States, armed with a scholarship to the Curtis Institute of Music in Philadelphia, that the driven son and prize-obsessed performer found the freedom, and the need, to explore the possible meanings of that alien word self.
In many ways, of course, Lang Lang's is a classic prodigy story. Yet he also casts it as a timely Chinese tale of blinkered discipline capped by Western-abetted creative self-expression (never mind entrepreneurial ambition: You wouldn't know from his memoir what a spectacular self-promotional enterprise he has lately spearheaded). Guo, too, sees herself and her narrators in an emblematic light. "We're the first generation to leave what we know out of choice, not for economic reasons, but to think about following our dreams," Guo explained in an interview. The new venture can be almost as terrifying, in its way, as the coercive, collective uprooting endured by older generations in China. Z and Fenfang, setting out alone in gray cities, cleave so tightly to men that they must then claw their way free. For Lang Lang, the dream fueled by his father takes a nightmarish turn early on. When Lang Guoren's intensity erupts into an insane attack on his son one day, the traumatized 9-year-old refuses to touch the piano for months and sinks into a depression.