Victoria Zhou as a Shen Yun emcee
The Chinese speak of yun—inner bearing—as the invisible current from which the beauty of art arises. For Victoria (Cherie) Zhou, this creative force does not flow through a single channel. It is a hydraulic power, capable of rushing forth in the kinetic grace of classical dance, or streaming, quiet and deep, through the cadence of poetry.
To observe Zhou is to witness yun in its stillest state, like a deep pool shimmering under a gentle breeze. Her demeanor carries a lightness, a cheery disposition that belies a calm nobility—a poise refined not merely by nature, but by years of rigorous immersion in classical Chinese dance.
Zhou’s journey into the arts began in 2008, when, as a twelve-year-old prodigy, she departed her home in Chicago to join the Fei Tian Academy of the Arts in New York. The institution, a training ground for Shen Yun Performing Arts, became the crucible where her natural talent was tempered into professional excellence. Within a year, she was touring the globe, a vital thread in the tapestry of a company dedicated to reviving five millennia of civilization.
After nine years of articulating stories through the silent language of movement—including featured solo performances—Zhou transitioned to a new role: the emcee.
In the structure of a Shen Yun performance, the emcees (one Chinese-speaking, one local language) serve as the bridge between the ancient and the contemporary. They do not merely announce; they contextualize. They guide the audience through the labyrinth of dynasties, legends, and technical intricacies. For Zhou, this shift required a transmutation of her yun. To deepen her command of language, she turned to the recitation and composition of classical Chinese poetry.
“Classical Chinese just sounds like poetry, even when it’s not poetry,” Zhou observes. “It’s much more fluid than modern standard Chinese. It’s understated, but with even more meaning.” Her goal transcends mere recitation; she seeks to elevate the spoken word into an art form as disciplined and expressive as dance.
The transition from the ensemble to the microphone brought an unexpected psychological shift. After her first dress rehearsal as an emcee, Zhou realized the mental rigors of her new station rivaled the physical toll of dancing. While dance demands the body’s submission to form, emceeing demands a mental fortitude to hold the room’s energy.
“I concluded that there were going to be even more heartstopping moments of fear backstage or onstage this year than in any of the years before,” she reflects. The physical exhaustion of dance could be healed with rest; the mental struggle requires a different kind of resilience.
Furthermore, the stage dynamic changed. As a dancer, she was part of a synchronous organism, surrounded by peers breathing in unison. As an emcee, standing at the front of the stage, she found herself exposed. “I’m a little more alone,” she admits. Yet, the ethos of the company—the power of cooperation—remained her anchor.
Zhou frequently cites the metaphor of the chopsticks: one is easily snapped, but a handful is unbending. This philosophy of collective strength is not abstract theory but a lived reality backstage. She describes moments where soloists, principal dancers, and singers—roles often associated with ego in the broader performing arts world—work alongside stagehands to pack up equipment.
This unity was starkly tested one evening during her dancing years. Five minutes before curtain call, a dancer sustained an injury during warm-ups, rendering her unable to walk. In a production where every dancer appears in almost every piece, a single absence disrupts the entire geometric logic of the choreography.
While the emcees stalled the house for ten minutes, the backstage area became a hive of disciplined adaptation. Zhou was thrust into a fast-moving ethnic dance she had never rehearsed, relying on visual memory from watching others. “People were freaking out, and I was freaking in,” she recalls. Yet, as the curtain rose, panic dissolved into a hyper-aware state of mutual support.
“I could just sense how everyone was helping each other,” Zhou says. “I would be watching everyone, and then some people would be looking at me to make sure I knew exactly when to do the next move.” The performance remained whole, sustained by an invisible web of trust.
This reliance on the collective is rooted in the moral philosophy that underpins the art itself. At Fei Tian, Zhou learned that technique is secondary to character. The training is steeped in the traditions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, emphasizing yun not just as an aesthetic quality, but as an external manifestation of internal virtue.
“No matter how talented you are… it doesn’t matter what you can do if at the core you’re not a truly good person,” Zhou asserts. She evaluates her craft through the principles of truthfulness, compassion, and forbearance. It is a process of continuous self-excavation.
This internal work finds resonance in the historical figures she studies. Zhou draws particular inspiration from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, specifically the character of Zhuge Liang. The legendary strategist foresaw the failure of his ruler, Liu Bei, yet remained loyal to his oath until death.
“He didn’t give up, because he had promised to advise and stay by and help Liu Bei until the end,” she notes.
Reflecting on such historical paragons allowed Zhou to confront her own modern sensibilities. What she once perceived in herself as humility, she realized, might appear to others as stubbornness or uncompromising pride. By letting go of the self, she found a deeper connection to her yun.
Ultimately, whether through the sweep of a sleeve or the cadence of a sentence, the art is a vessel for something older and vaster than the artist. “If my motives are pure,” Zhou says, “I feel like the audience will be able to feel that genuine force.”
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