As the music began, the curtain slowly rose. In the center of the stage, Wen Ci and Yu Qing stood on the left and right sides, respectively. On the stage were seven or eight drums mounted on racks.
Wen Ci held the water sleeves, and once the curtain had fully risen, she broke into a radiant smile. Following the rhythm, she flung the sleeves outward. The graceful water sleeves seemed to move entirely at her command.
When the water sleeves struck the surfaces of the drums, the audience was stunned.
They weren't standing right in front of the drums. Their bodies were about a meter away, and they used the long water sleeves to strike the drumheads.
The makeup on their faces was also different from that of the female soldiers in the arts troupe.
Even though they were dancing, the beauty marks under the corners of their eyes were particularly striking. Even the soldiers who knew Yu Qing had trouble recognizing her on stage.
