The Manchurian candidate
Story by Clifton Evers and Yuzhu Peng
Inner Mongolia is as far away from the ocean as it sounds. And not much happens in Tungliyo Hot. If a local kid hears about surfing there’s no use waiting around for Kelly Slater to come and build one of his wavepools. A surfer in waiting must cross the windswept steppes to follow their dreams.
Tie Zhuang - known to his friends as TZ - is from Tungliyo Hot and he wasn't going to wait around. He was smart enough to know that even if the wavepool did come, surfing artificial waves are arguably a poor imitation of surfing in the ocean, so he headed to China's surfing capital: Hainan Island in the South China Sea.
TZ styling in home waters
TZ began his time on Hainan helping his brother look after some camels. Tourists pay to sit on these handsome creatures and ride them into the sunset. Don't go kidding yourself the job was easy. While the camels are affectionate, cheeky, and endlessly interesting, the tourists sitting atop them tend towards the opposite.
The waves on Hainan are perfect for learning: soft, gently sloping, and long. It's also warm for most of the year. Down on Hainan TZ got good, quick. Before long you could find him hanging about the Bay, eyes peering out from under his ever-present pork pie hat. Any man who can carry off that type of hat goes to the top of the style list, while any man who wears a surf-logoed baseball cap with the bill facing front or, god-forbid, back, goes straight to the bottom.
We know that. You know that. TZ knows that.
On any given day TZ is the best local surfer out at Riyuewan. A few international friends have hooked TZ up with boards and helped him get to Australia for the Noosa Festival of Surfing. Also, Li Hao, the CEO of REnextop, a platform promoting action sports, has teamed up with TZ. These relationships are all about getting in on the ground floor in the hope that surfing grows in China. It will grow, but how fast and how much is still up for debate. It may be tempting to think that a Chinese team in the Olympics will help, but Olympic legacy doesn’t necessarily increase necessarily sport participation. If it does it tends to be among an already privileged few.
Not too cool to compete: TZ throws the toes over in Hainan (left) and at the Noosa Festival of Surfing
Chinese officials in some areas of China, such as on Hainan Island, recognise surfing as an opportunity for them to increase tourism. The Chinese central government is funding training of a team for the Olympics. Others, well, they'll go so far as to take a chunk out of your surfboard if you slide into a designated swimming area. Clearly there’s a way to go in terms of recognising surfing.
If surfing is gonna grow in China the industry needs the urban middle class kids and young adults to get on board. As a group they have reaped enormous benefits from the remarkable economic growth and one-child policy of the post-reform era. They enjoy consumer products and cultural goods that cultivate their xiaozi-ness. Xiaozi is an urban Chinese concept which can refer to both a set of tastes and lifestyle attitudes, and a social group that defines itself through these tastes, lifestyles, and through consumption. By practising a Xiaozi lifestyle, young urban Chinese distance themselves from the rest of Chinese society, they consume brands, products, and activities such as surfing, that provide a bridge to experience the 'new'. The effect is to set themselves apart from the older generation and, somewhat ironically, underscore their individualism in a collectivist culture.
Mixing it up on a shortboard in the Philippines
The complication is that families and the young people are currently getting squeezed by a cooling economy. Disposable income is shrinking, and the social expectations for adulthood are ever-more pressing: young men are expected to have a car, property, and a successful career before being considered for marriage, while for women there is pressure to get married before becoming a 'leftover' woman or sheng nu. In other words, there are some hefty tensions between pursuing Xiaozi-ness through surfing rather than, say, dining out at international restaurants or engaging in conspicuous consumption of already well-known luxury brands.
So the next time people fret about the supposed Chinese surf boom they may want to pause and think about what makes a core surfer and whether someone like TZ fits the description. Would he be welcome in your line-up? He damn well sure would be in ours.
Comments
Good 'ol TZ.
That man's one in a billion.
He might be welcome in the lineup but what about the billion chinese following him?
It appears you may have missed the message in the story.
I get the message and i take my hat off to him for bucking the trend in china but trends can change .
Enjoyable read Clif, you still over there, and how many languages have you got sorted?
Surfer journalist, I once had a job like that. I didn't have to write though. I worked for this German company, they needed a driver. I nearly got a job at the University in W.A., Bloody Hell.
Ok, I didn't have a job like that. But, I am good at words, words are good. You can feel the special affect when words work. It is like swords striking, hit a powerline and you will know.
Sorry, you lead with the title so I am going to run with it. I have immersed myself in The Weekend Austyralian and am trying to make sense of it all, so here it goes.
There is this guy that wasn't to be a surfer that lived, god, just see above for the establishing story.
But soon, In Hainan, after getting out of a decent two foot day, on leaving the ocean he was approached by some guys with boards. Witch he thought was particularly strange as the wind was changing.
Man, I am jealous of a Siberian dude. I will get fit, it is my fiftieth.
I am the Neantherdal of words.
And after he is led out of the surf, he starts to get a bit worried. He thought it may be a bucks thing. They shouldered him and he laughed as they took his board and disconnected his leg strap.
He still continued to laugh as they took up to the main street.
A sleek long vehicle pulled up quickly, before he knew he was comfortable on a couch.