After the disfigurement I became a superstar

Chapter 1 Prologue
Jiangning.

Yuanrong Street is brightly lit, and the LED screens hanging from the tall buildings on both sides are playing advertisements.

In the advertisement, a young and beautiful girl is holding a bottle of Coke and toasting to the camera. There are a group of men and women of the same age around her, but these people look more like stars around the girl. .

On the street, countless pedestrians gather here.

This group of people were all in strange costumes, some were playing vampires, some were witches, some were wearing pumpkin heads, masks and wigs, and there were pedestrians in various formats.

Everyone walks briskly. Even if they don't know each other and can't see each other's faces, they will wave and bow to each other and even ask each other to take a group photo.

In the crowd, a little girl was holding her mother's hand in her left hand and a pumpkin lantern in her right hand. She was wearing a small black cape and had two lines of pink camouflage painted on her face. She was really cute.

The pumpkin is made of plastic, but the wick inside is candlelight. The little girl is not very stable when walking. The candlelight is dangling in the hollowed-out pumpkin head, as if she is really smiling.

The little girl looked around with her big curious eyes. For her, this was the first time she saw such a world.

Everyone has all kinds of makeup on their faces. Those makeup looks are weird and even scary, but for little girls, they are extremely fresh.

The little girl glanced at the passers-by one by one. This feeling was more novel and exciting than the feeling she felt when looking at those dolls at home.

As she was walking, the little girl's eyes and footsteps suddenly stopped together.

In the middle of the road not far from the little girl, among the cheerful and flowing crowd, there was a young man with scars all over his face, standing in place at this moment.

The man was wearing a black coat and a black turtleneck sweater, but at the part where his neck and the sweater were separated, countless bright red scars spread out from it, crawling all over his cheeks like a creeper.

The scars on his face are more realistic and terrifying than the makeup on the faces of anyone around him.

At this time, he raised his head slightly and remained motionless, as if he had been there all along.

"Xiao Yu, what are you looking at?"

Seeing her daughter stop suddenly, the little girl's mother also stopped and looked back at the girl. Before the little girl could answer, she followed the little girl's gaze.

The scarred man in the middle of the road frowned, and his frown had already merged with the scar on his face.

Only his eyes, reflecting the light of the LED screen, looked very energetic.

In the flash of light and shadow, the man seemed to have come to his senses.

"So familiar..."

The man looked at the female star on the screen for a long time before muttering.

After the man finished speaking, he seemed to feel the eyes of the little girl's mother and daughter, so he looked in the direction of the little girl.

The moment the little girl's mother saw the man, she was stunned.

The light and shadow of the LED screen flowed, and the scars on the man's face were clearly visible. The woman thought the scars on the man's face were Halloween makeup, but after looking at them, she realized that the scars on the man's face were actually real!
The overall appearance of the man's facial features is still very good, but because of these horrible scars, he looks terrifying.

A picture suddenly appeared in front of the woman's eyes, it was a painful appearance of a man screaming and struggling in the raging fire.

This picture made the woman tremble all over.

The little girl didn't seem to realize that the scar on the man's face was real. Seeing the man looking towards her, she let go of her mother's hand and walked over.

"Uncle, the thing on your face is so beautiful, it's different from other people's!"

The little girl spoke childishly.

The man was slightly taken aback, his eyes a little complicated.

The little girl's mother panicked. She pulled the little girl over and looked at the man worriedly and timidly.

"I'm sorry, children are not sensible, don't mind."

The man lowered his head and glanced at the little girl on the ground holding a pumpkin lantern.

The man wanted to squat down, but he held back, too close would scare the little girl.

"Thank you." The man's voice was gentle.

Seeing that the boy was not angry, the little girl's mother was so gentle that she felt sorry for the boy.

"Uncle, how did you draw the things on your face, can you draw them for me?"

The little girl raised her head and asked curiously.

"Light rain!"

The little girl's mother took the girl's hand and sternly stopped it.

The little girl's mother's voice was a little harsh and guilty towards the man, and her action of pulling the little girl back was also a little rude.

The little girl looked at her mother in confusion. She could feel her mother's anger, but she didn't understand why her mother was angry.

"The thing on Uncle's face..." The man was silent for a while, "Well... it was drawn by God, and Uncle doesn't know how to do it."

The man said to the little girl, and even squeezed out a smile that he was not good at.

The little girl's eyes were full of envy: "Uncle must be a great person, that's why grandpa and grandpa will paint for you, right?"

"Well, it's not great..." The man seemed a little disappointed when the girl heard him say that. "Actually, uncle is not from this world. Uncle is a time traveler."

"Wow, Uncle is so amazing..."

The little girl's eyes brightened, showing more envy.

At this time, the little girl's mother felt a little ashamed of her daughter's offense, and was also moved by the man's tolerance.

"Sorry to bother you."

The man shook his head and said, "It's okay, your daughter is very cute."

The woman was a little grateful but also a little annoyed: "Sometimes it's annoying..."

Said the woman took the girl's hand again: "Let's go, say goodbye to uncle."

The little girl was a little bit reluctant, but she still said to the man in a childish voice, "Goodbye, uncle."

"Goodbye, kid, be careful with the fire in the lantern."

The man's words seemed to be spoken to the little girl, but also to the girl's mother.

The girl's mother was slightly taken aback, and said to the man, "Thank you."

Seeing that the girl's mother knew what he meant, the man nodded slightly, and then walked to the other side of the street.

The little girl turned her head to look at the man reluctantly, and her mother couldn't help looking at the man's back.

That man is different from everyone on the street, and everyone else on the street is here to join in the fun.

But that man was like a man who had been imprisoned for a long time and saw the light of day, his whole body was feeling the free air.

The woman couldn't help feeling sad when she saw the man's back.

But for some reason, the woman felt that the man's back was somewhat familiar.

Ten p.m.

The people in Yuanrong Street gradually became scarce, and the advertisements on the LED screens were also blacked out.

At the bus stop at the end of the street, there is an ad for men in uniform changing bus platforms.

Originally, the ad for a shampoo endorsed by a star named Chen Xingyu was pasted on this platform, but it has been almost torn up now.

Under the light of the platform, the young and handsome face on the advertising poster was torn apart by the staff, but there was still some blurred appearance. From a distance, it seemed that the man had scars on his face.

"Mom, look, the time-traveling uncle!"

The little girl who was waiting for the bus across the street pointed to the platform in the distance and said excitedly.

At this moment, the little girl is holding her mother in one hand and holding a pumpkin lantern in the other, but the flame in the lantern has disappeared.

The little girl's mother looked at the advertisement picture left on the platform in the distance, and after seeing it, she was in a daze...

(End of this chapter)