I have wanted to be famous since I was young, and I was determined to become famous by the time I was sixteen. Unfortunately, year after year has passed, and sixteen has long become a thing of the past, yet I am still not famous. People always say that success lies in persistence and perseverance. For more than ten years, I have been persisting and striving.
Looking at the internet, one celebrity after another emerges: from痞子蔡(Pizi Cai) to上海宝贝(Shanghai Baby), then to芙蓉姐姐(Furong Sister),木子美(Mu Zi Mei),杨二车那姆(Yang Erche Namu)... I am truly anxious. Unfortunately, luck has never come my way. Seeing online some people talk or even undress for fame—some women wear only bras, no outerwear; others wear only underwear but no pants; some don't even wear underwear, showing their buttocks; some talk about what they do when they're naked while dressed; some reveal others who are also naked with them; and some, young unmarried women, not only undress completely but also perform beastly acts with their legs up high, disregarding the faces of their parents as if they have no family or friends, as if they grew up out of a rock. They openly challenge society, morality, and the bottom line of popular culture. Their behavior is so barbaric and audacious, rarely seen inside or outside China. You might think this woman's brain is waterlogged. Wanting to expose oneself can be understandable, but like the story of "Superman Pickled Cabbage and the Witch," you should show some artistry. Just splitting your legs wide open is too aggressive. Even if it gains fame, people will say she's just drawing attention by exposing herself. Some don't care, saying: As long as I'm famous, everyone knows me, I can make big money, so what if I take off my clothes, show my thighs, or even disclose some personal secrets?
The logic is there, but on the other hand, male tigers won't react to seeing female tigers without clothes. However, men sometimes are more disgraceful than animals. Male humans will react differently to seeing unclothed females. Moreover, exposing privacy means not only outsiders can see, but also those underaged without defense capabilities can see. We must care about the next generation.
In our hometown, there's a very famous person known to all, old and young, simply because she's a lunatic who takes off her clothes anytime, anywhere.
To become famous by stripping or relying on sex appeal is no different from being crazy. What's the point of such fame? Therefore, I adhere to a principle: not through crooked ways, but to achieve good fame, not bad fame, especially for female beauties.
So, although I want to be famous so badly that I could spit blood, I won't rely on stripping, exposing, or looking pretty. It seems the only path left for me is the way of Sister Jiang, Liu Hulan, or Sun Ergou. But alas, I was born half a century too late. Being a modern-day Sister Jiang, Liu Hulan, or Sun Ergou is harder than being a beast.
Since I cannot gain fame through heroic deeds of women nor through feminine characteristics, what can I do? After thinking for years, I couldn't find a solution. After Li Yuchun became famous, I finally found an answer: take the middle way, neither man nor woman, or rather, be a woman between Sun Ergou and the ones who strip, appearing both masculine and feminine, striding confidently onto the stage. After setting this goal, I cut my hair short and wore shirts. Unfortunately, my chest is too full, and no matter how I dress, I don't have Li Yuchun's coolness.
What to do? When it seems there's no way out, suddenly there's light at the end of the tunnel. I discovered that doing good deeds can also bring fame. So, I started doing good deeds. Originally, I planned to help people like Lei Feng does, carrying children or supporting elderly ladies. But unexpectedly, problems arose. Helping carry a child makes people suspect you're a child trafficker. Supporting an elderly lady makes me fear encountering situations like in Nanjing. Times have changed. Doing good deeds is hard now. Not only do I feel awkward, but the people being helped also feel awkward. First, I found many versions of the story "The Farmer and the Snake" circulating in society. I don't know if it's due to China's unique social environment where frozen snakes learn to bite, or if individual incidents have been exaggerated into common occurrences by the media. On the contrary, citizens without religious beliefs, after undergoing revolution after revolution (from liberation, land reform to cultural revolution), have become particularly bold. Since revolutions made them fearless of death, they fear neither heaven above nor earth below, but they fear people, their own kind. Thus, peculiar sights appear: when someone drowns, a crowd stands by watching but no one jumps in; when someone suffers a car accident, those who see it avoid helping as much as possible. People within their own circles guard against each other like wolves and tigers. This happens outside, and even at home with their partners (because there are many unfaithful men and women outside). Is this a world for humans? How cold is such a world without sunshine, warmth, or trust? So, whether or not I can be a celebrity doesn't matter. At least I can still be human, with a human heart, not a wolfish or numb heart. For this reason, though I haven't become famous, I still insist on doing good deeds, knowing that becoming famous this way is unlikely.
Time flies. Before we know it, it's already 2010. In 2010, I had new insights about fame. On one hand, I still want to be famous, but on the other hand, I have developed an inexplicable fear and disgust towards fame, all because of Shoushou.
People on the internet are truly clever, giving her such an apt name. If we call her 'beast,' it seems too crude and harsh. If we give her a human name, it seems too lenient because she rapes the eyes of the public, selling herself while becoming the worst kind of woman. Giving her the nickname 'Shoushou' shows our tolerance and rightly places her in the animal category, a perfect combination. The person who named her is a genius, and I express my respect here.
Originally, I didn't want to mention her name, finding it a word representing filthiness and shamelessness. Every time I went online, I avoided reading articles related to her. Her name is like a pile of dog dung there, making people feel uncomfortable and vulgar. I thought people would despise such a woman who contributes ugliness to society and openly tempts the lust of all men. Unexpectedly, she actually achieved her goal, becoming increasingly famous and obtaining what she wanted. Society really rewarded such scum with wealth. If this continues, being a traitor can win applause, being a prostitute can attract attention, contributing ugliness to society can earn high wealth, and there may be followers.
If Shoushou's behavior were in a Muslim society, she would definitely be stoned to death. In a Christian society, millions of people would pray for God to punish her. Although Playboy seems similar on the surface, the nude Playboy bunnies still offer some beauty. Only in Chinese society, which claims to have five thousand years of cultural heritage and a large number of spectators, could she become such a rare flower, blooming for so long. When a foul-smelling ugly flower blooms, is it you who defiles the flower, or the flower that defiles you?
Before, I wanted to be famous. There was a time I even thought of jumping off a building if I didn't become famous. But now, whenever I think of fame, I can only sigh deeply.