I don't want any labels, I am me!

Last Friday, Wang Yanyun appeared on the program "Wonderful Flowers Come". In a trance, she felt as if she were stubborn, self-reliant and strong as she was six years ago.

Who's Wang Yanyun? It was Su Zizi, a 19-year-old "nude model", who held the "Who am I" art exhibition six years ago and exhibited her personal photos.

At that time, I was a student who just entered high school. I didn't know about her until the Chinese teacher played an interview about her in class.

At that time, I felt a little distressed to see this stubborn 19-year-old girl accepting all kinds of social words alone. How cruel they are, forcing a girl who is only 19 years old to stand naked in front of reporters to interview, just for self-defense.

"Nude model" was the label given to her by journalists and society, but I don't want to call it that. A mannequin may be more suitable. Until now, six years later, I didn't know the real reason why she held the exhibition.

Wang Yanyun said that she wanted to know who she really was, or whether she had taken off her clothes and any labels. But who would have thought that without fully getting the answer, she used such a simple move, which triggered tens of thousands of netizens to insult her, saying that she was a nude model and that she was a chicken.

The power of online language is terrible. Since when can you abuse strangers without scruple? The target is still a girl of 19 years old. The cause is just a seemingly bold move, but it is actually to explore yourself.

She is a mannequin, because her family is poor, and she needs to earn money to go to school. Parents divorced, brought up by grandparents, poor family economic conditions. When I received the notice from the university, I was only happy for a week and began to worry about the tuition. She used to be a waitress and a dishwasher, and she did all the hard work as long as she could make money. Because, in this way, you can afford to go to school. However, in the face of high tuition fees, this money is only a drop in the bucket, far from enough.

She must be a mannequin.

Mannequin, what a legal profession. Some people express themselves in words and earn fees; Some people use design to express themselves and make money. Why do people use their bodies to express art and earn what they need, but they have to suffer such ugly abuse? What is the statue of David?

Maybe the society was not so tolerant six years ago, maybe people thought of sex when they saw nudity six years ago, maybe too many people didn't know about the violence of online language six years ago, but fortunately, she ate well, slept well and created well, and found a lover who was willing to tolerate her in the six years when people didn't pay attention. This may be the explanation given to her by time.

Today, six years later, as an XD visual experimental artist, she is back in the public eye as Wang Yanyun.

She is still the same, eager to express, stubborn and independent. There is no youth and frivolous, but it has left the artistic back. She tried her best to come back, just for the gentleness of the world.

At this point, there is no label on her body. If there is, it will only be gone once. Even if it is imposed again, the label will still fall off. Because, she is her.

Wang Yanyun is still a powerful Wang Yanyun.

02

My best friend Q, we grew up in a primary school, a high school, a university and even the same dormitory.

Just when I thought we would work and get married in the same city, on the day of graduation, she told me that she would go to Shanghai with her boyfriend and work together to create her own little happiness. While speaking, her eyes sparkled as if she saw the future.

I said, do your parents know?

She bowed her head and kept rubbing her hands, knowing that they wouldn't let me go for fear that I would suffer. I said no, they said yes, and then they quarreled. I really want to go. For so many years, I have been listening to my parents. You must think I will stay with my parents, work slowly and steadily, get married slowly, and then the baby will be born, and then we will be old. During the time when I made the decision, I kept thinking that my previous life seemed to be arranged by my parents, when to go to school, when to work and when to have children. Think about it, I'm extremely scared.

For more than twenty years, "quiet and obedient" has been her label. She did as her parents said. Many times, I think she lives for her parents and lacks her true self.

This time she offered to leave home for Shanghai. Although surprised, I still supported her. She finally found out what she really wanted.

Is there anything exciting for you? I know that my best friend is very easily influenced by other people's other things, so I took a sip of water and asked.

After eating for a long time, my best friend looked up into my eyes and said, no, this decision is not sudden. A year before graduation, we were discussing whose city we should go to. I don't want to go to his city, nor does he want to come to mine. So, as a balance point, we all chose Shanghai, a dreamy river and lake.

As my best friend, my best friend, I still can't help but confirm with her. Have you decided? Really not on impulse?

Well, yes. She looks very confident.

If you have any difficulties, be sure to say so. If he bullies you, I will kill you in Shanghai overnight and take you away. Since my best friend said so, she will support it.

I know, you are the best, she said, leaning her head on my shoulder and coquetry.

By the way, you can take care of my parents.

Hey, I'm just a hard worker. How can I not listen to what my good friend says?

Of course, I can let her go and take care of my parents for her on the premise that I have a "candlelight conversation" with my best friend. He doesn't talk much. Basically, I talk and he listens. That night, I drank too much water and woke up the next morning with swollen eyes.

Later, my best friend's parents met her boyfriend, talked for a long time and finally agreed. My best friend and her boyfriend went to Shanghai.

Life in Shanghai is not as good as she imagined. Fortunately, her boyfriend is willing to make progress and is very good to her, so they work together. In a few years, I officially settled in Shanghai. Of course, both parents also funded a small part of Didi.

I think this is probably the craziest and boldest thing my best friend has done for so many years. When friends around her knew it, they all thought she was "bowing her head". Such quiet and obedient people also have a crazy side to love, which really scares them.

In fact, this is what my best friend looks like in her bones, except that she broke away from her former self and made new choices.

Now, I am holding a fruit bowl and eating fruit to video chat with her. She, happily holding her one-year-old daughter, pointed to me on the screen and said, called dopted mother.

After all these years, she doesn't need a label. Quiet, obedient, crazy, impulsive, in fact, are all her, but not her.

Because, she is her.

03

When I came home from work at night, on the radio, the host said that it was not so easy for women to become the backbone of the unit in this society. What is paid behind is always sweat and blood that others don't know.

Since Pangu created the world and Nuwa created man, there have been two kinds of people: men and women. With the reproduction from generation to generation, there are more than two kinds of people in modern society. In the words of Chao Xiaomi in this issue of "Wonderful Flowers Come", there are 56 kinds of people on Facebook, which belong to the floating population, that is, people who wander between men and women. Depending on the situation, he can be him or her. So he doesn't have the so-called "he" label.

Why are we talking about this? People in society will label certain people and certain jobs. For example, my college sister, who is engaged in sales, is defined as a male job.

Outsiders know that she is in sales, and generally ask, isn't this done by boys? Is it too difficult for girls to do it? Is it really suitable for girls?

She always answers people with a smile, which is not difficult at all. She enjoys it. Every time she finishes a big list, she feels a sense of accomplishment.

As her junior, I sometimes hate it when she answers people like this, or when others look at her sympathetically, I stand up. I didn't want to make any noise. She had stepped on N feet and warned me not to make any noise. Oh, my poor feet. I just bought white shoes today. I'm going to be angry.

I met her in college, too. The club I wanted to join at that time didn't go in. By chance, I went to the International Liaison Department.

The external relations department, a department that helps sponsor community activities, happens to be my senior sister. This in the long run, naturally met.

Every time the club has an activity that needs sponsorship, she will take me out with another director and come back with money.

A senior is a person with a particularly high emotional intelligence. She can always rely on each other's words, and she has a good eloquence. Another officer and I were dumbfounded. Although she is so excellent, I still seem to have learned nothing.

Later, my senior told me that her second major in school was psychology, and she was very observant, so it became very easy to communicate with people for a long time.

After graduation, she told me that when she found an internship unit to do sales, I was not surprised at all, but felt that this career belonged to her.

Later, on the road of sales, Senior Sister fought her way out and became a manager. But she never told me that she vomited blood after drinking, especially those clients who thought she was a little girl and that she was easy to bully, so they asked her to drink a few more bottles before signing the contract.

One day, I may be drunk. On the way home, I called with my tongue open and told me with joy that she had signed another big order.

I vaguely heard the telephone ring and answered it. It's a senior. Pick up the alarm clock and have a look. It's two o'clock in the morning. All right, senior, I'll settle accounts with you when you wake up. I heard her say, why should there be differences between men and women in society and why should there be differences between men and women in work? I knew from an early age that I had no one to rely on. My mother escaped from a poor family very early, my father drank and gambled all day, and I also had a worthless brother who went to college. Over the years, I have been living in the label of "male" given to me by others. I just like doing sales, and I just like the feeling of signing big cases. Why should I say that this kind of work is done by men? I didn't make any women? I became a manager.

She said, "hey, hey" on the other end of the phone. I am much better than those boys. I don't like the label they gave me. I am who I am. ...

She talks a lot. I know she's drunk. Let her complain comfortably at this time.

When what she said was almost the same, I asked where she was. So, I moved to an alcoholic's house.

The next day, she woke up and asked me why I was in my house. I glared at her.

If you are drunk, don't tell her. Anyway, she is drunk and sober. She is still her.

04

Life is only a few decades, don't live in other people's world. Just be yourself and be happy. What labels, what a mess, just listen and see.

I am me, different fireworks.