I lifted up my skirt and gently walked into the small space surrounded by short tables. As soon as I made a gesture, the people around me stopped pushing cups and changing cups.
The musicians struck bells and chimes, and I closed my eyes and danced softly. There was no sound among the guests, but I could clearly feel those anxious eyes.
Chen Zhong played the drum, sometimes passionately, sometimes twilightly, sometimes softly. My body kept turning with the music. Although my eyes were closed, my steps were not messy at all, because I was the chief dancer of Handan City.
Yes, the chief.
Dancer.