When Leihu was reincarnated as Shier's daughter

Zao Ji was pulled aside by his friends.

The classmates in the school seemed to know her for the first time. The plot of "the boss is actually by my side" is too explosive. Once it is publicized, Zao Ji can instantly reach the top of the school... no, the city's celebrity level.

Except for Shi Er and Qi Mu Kusuo who knew the inside story, even Xia Youjie couldn't escape the shock of shock.

No matter how special his abilities are, Xia Youjie today is just an ordinary middle school student, a messenger of justice who has not yet touched the world of magic and carries out love and peace.

It's still a hidden early cook from Yuanshan, the kind who secretly calls his wife to the paper man.

Seeing the third young master of the Sanyashiki family at this moment, Xia Youjie also felt a magical sense of unreality.

Ubuyashiki is an investor in "Taisho Ghost Killing Record".

Rounding off, it is the biological father of the paper man's wife.

... I didn't expect that Zao Ji's background strength is so strong. It seems that she is not the poor little girl I imagined earlier.

Xia Youjie thought seriously. Now he rushed up to ask a wave of questions, would the shooting time of the second part of the movie be unexpected?

Xia Youjie was not the only one who had this idea.

Yaliuyun couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Ubuyashiki! Um... can I ask, is the filming progress of the second part of "Taisho Ghost Killing Record"?"

Ubuya Shiki Ginya raised his index finger and pressed it to his lips.

The young man blinked playfully and hissed.

"This is a commercial secret~"

Before the disappointment of the students was revealed, Ginya Ubuyashiki changed the subject again and said with a smile, "However, since you are all friends of the early school, I will reveal a little bit."

"The preliminary plan is to release one volume a year, and the second volume will be completed by next summer."

"Stay tuned."

The girl was very spoiled inside and outside the words, the girl was looked at with envy and admiration by others from time to time, she shyly pulled Ginya Shiki's clothes to let him get to the point quickly.

The students couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts, and they rushed to inquire about the "inside information". , the adolescent boys and girls immediately quieted down, staring at him with sparkling eyes.

But Ginya Mibuyashiki laughed, shook his head lightly, and stood aside, giving up the space to Saki.

"Don't look at me like that." Ubuyashiki Ginya tilted his head and looked at Saki, "Today's protagonist is someone else."

Zao Ji silently supported Xiao Hui, and blocked his chubby younger brother in front of him.

Xiaohui tilted her head: "Ah."

"Oh, yes yes yes!"

The students suddenly came back to their senses.

"Today is Brother Zaoji's birthday party..." The members of the drama club who are best at enlivening the atmosphere applauded, "Okay, that's the old practice, let's sing the birthday song first!"

It is impossible for the birthday party organized by Zao Ji to be deserted.

Fortunately, Xiaohui is too young, otherwise, she will experience a birthday celebration like Haidilao.

The students were very enthusiastic, and Xia Youjie also joined in the singing of the birthday song with a helpless smile on his face. Zao Ji carried his younger brother to the table, and when he turned around for a while, he saw Shi Er who was far away from the crowd and was alone.

The man sat on the sofa with an indifferent face. Not smoking was his biggest concession, but when it came to singing the birthday song, every strand of his hair was written with rejection.

Will Zaoji let him go?of course not.

Early Ji pushed aside the crowd and walked straight to Shier.

She grabbed Shier's arm and dragged it towards the dining table: "Father—you can't play tricks, you have to sing too!"

Shi Er drooped his eyelids: "...tsk."

Zao Ji cleared her throat, and after everyone finished singing, she pushed Shi Er's father over, and with the artificial sound system, her father appeared on stage.

The students all fell silent, staring at Shi Er in front of the table quietly.

Early Ji's father, they also knew each other.

Those two months of Spartan-style martial arts instruction are still painful in retrospect. Although this also made the drama club the most capable club in the school, many members were secretly poked by people from the judo club and the kendo club. over the corner.

During those two months, the deepest impression that Shier left on them was——

Master.

This is definitely a retired physical master! !

They had a deep awe of Shi'er, so that when Shi'er's figure appeared in front of them, their voices became quieter.

Only Xiaohui sat crookedly on the table, "looking affectionately" at Shier's father with sore teeth.

Xiaohui: "Da?"

Shir: "..."

Zao Ji lit the candle and urged: "Dad, hurry up and sing the birthday song!"

She didn't think the atmosphere was right at all.

Xia Youjie took two steps back, and turned on the phone camera in silence.

He is already very skilled.

Shi Er remained motionless like a statue, half a minute passed, and there was no sign of opening his mouth. Seeing that the candle was about to drop oil, Zao Ji jumped up anxiously and slapped his father's abdominal muscles.

Bang!

It's like blacksmithing.

So, under the pressure of her daughter, Ginya Mibuyashiki's smile with no meaning, and other people's fearful or trouble-making gazes.

In the quiet living room, Shi Er's unwilling singing sounded.

Shi Er began to read the lyrics, staring at Xiaohui as if he was looking at a dead object: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

The voice was low and faint, like a ghostly ghostly fire floating around, and the invisible female ghost wailed and came to claim her life.

What he is singing is not a birthday song, but a death song.

Xiaohui sensitively sensed the murderous intent in the air, she pursed her mouth, and burst into tears.

"Ah!" Zao Ji hurried forward to coax people, and still cast a reproachful glance at Shi Er, "Dad, you sing so badly! Xiao Hui was made to cry by you."

"What do you want to do?" Shi'er folded his arms around his chest.

"Sing it again." Zao Ji took this matter very seriously, "Dad is obviously not distracted, and none of the lines are in tune. How can such a simple birthday song be sung by you as a great compassion curse?"

"Come on, daddy sing with me, happy birthday to you~"

Shir: "..."

Damn, women are so hard to serve.

The students around turned their heads, covered their faces, tried their best to hold back their laughter, and saved the last bit of face for Tian and Tyrant who was forced by his own daughter to stutter and start singing.

And it's the mother-coaxing-baby-style teaching of you and me.

Who can't sing a birthday song with a simple melody, but Shir's father couldn't hold back that face, and in the end he forced Zao Ji seriously, insisting on "teaching" him word by word.

Well, the unsmiling and indifferent image of Tian and Tyrant has been completely broken.

Xia Youjie's shoulders shook wildly, he laughed silently, and fell on the chair, but he didn't forget to save the backup video.

Do you know who is at the top of the food chain in this family?

No matter how powerful she is, she can't beat her own daughter.

After repeatedly asking Shi Er to sing three times, Zao Ji was finally satisfied, and let his own father go.

For a child's first birthday party, of course, the more grand the better.

Shou Xing's paper crown cap was crookedly worn on Xiao Hui's head. He curiously wanted to pull it off and put it in his mouth to taste it, but Xia Youjie quickly took it away.

"You can't eat this." Xia Youjie put the paper crown back on Xiaohui with a smile.

Next, is the much-anticipated cake-cutting session.

Since Xiao Hui is too young and has limited mobility, Zao Ji does it for her.

"Okay, everyone has a share, don't grab it."

I'm sorry, but when it comes to knife skills, I haven't been afraid of anyone in Zaoji.

After a little visual inspection, she cut out a small cake of equal proportions perfectly, with no flaws in the pieces, and the same amount of fruit pudding and chocolate as decorations. She put it on a paper plate and handed it to friends.

"Thank you for coming to Xiaohui's birthday party~"

When it was Shier's father's turn, Zao Ji counted his share and cut a big piece for him selfishly.

She ran to the side of the sofa with a "thudden stare" and brought the cake to Shier.

Shir tilted his head.

The girl's eyes were like stars, like amber condensed with honey, enveloping his entire figure.

"Here." She raised her hand, "Dad has worked hard too, so don't be so tight on such a happy day."

"At home anyway."

After Shi Er took the paper plate, Zao Ji did not leave, but stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's cheek intimately.

As if struck by lightning, she became instantly stiff, but the girl's soft voice was like the warmest sunshine in winter, lightly floating in her ears.

"Thank you for being me and Xiaohui's father."

……

The energetic adolescents gathered together, and it was still at the most lively birthday party. Naturally, they all looked like ADHD patients, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and started making troubles.

"Zao Ji, accept the move!"

Snapped.

As soon as Zao Ji turned his head, he was intimately touched by a cake.

Early Ji with creamy face: "..."

Her smile gradually softened.

Grabbing with both hands, she jumped onto the stool with two plates of cakes, and precisely smashed each of them at the little friend who had not talked about martial arts and attacked her before.

The members of the drama club are already good actors, and after the "war", they are gearing up one after another, the souls of the middle school are burning, throwing cakes and at the same time shouting out the names of the moves they made up.

"Eat me! Breath of the Cake · One Shape · Face Smash!"

"Hmph, it's up to you? It's my turn to fight back, Breath of Cream, Shape of One, Wiping Nostrils!"

"Tips for carving insects!"

"Come on, go on, Pudding's Breath—"

Even Zaoji had fun.

She jumped onto the chair and held the cake high, "Hey, eat me, call of thunder..."

Ginya Shiki smiled and lifted her down.

"Okay, look at you, your face has turned into a cat."

The third young master of Miyashiki took out the tissue gracefully, and while wiping Saki's cheeks carefully, he quietly took the cake from her hand.

Xia Youjie glanced over there, but didn't think much about it.

After venting their energy that had no place to rest, the friends finally agreed to take a break, Zao Ji roughly cleaned up the dining table, and then moved all the tables and chairs that were in the way to other places, freeing up a large space.

Hai Teng, who had just washed his face, probed his head: "Zao Ji, what is this for?"

"Do you still need to ask? Of course it's a lottery!"

Early Ji held various small objects in his hands and arranged them in a big circle.

"Today is Xiao Hui's first birthday... Of course drawing lots is an essential activity!"

Zao Ji had prepared lottery props before that, and gifts from friends could also be added, all of which were placed around Xiaohui for a week.

Although drawing lots does not seem to have much scientific basis, this does not prevent it from becoming an entertainment at birthday parties. The custom passed down from a large country across the sea has now been learned by many islanders.

There are all kinds of things placed around Xiaohui, all kinds of strange things.

Normally, there are pencils, books, harmonica, rice, calculator...

Stranger things, there are Ultraman models, swords, skirts... wait a minute, who sneaked in this beautiful girl figurine, why are there adult magazines? !

In addition, there are bank cards, stethoscopes, dolls, and a box of Barbie Fantasy Castle set.

Xiaohui was lying in the center of the circle, looking left and right, at a loss.

Everyone held their breath, and even Shi Er, who had nothing to do with him, cast a glance.

Xiaohui climbed two steps, and the hearts of the little friends hung up in their throats nervously. Seeing that he turned in a different direction, he reached out to an object with a clear goal...