Now "Soloist" is in good condition, there is high-quality content, there is a team that can do things, and the advertising bidding is slowly being done, and only three advertisements are published in the second issue, because Gu Bei does not want too many advertisements to affect the reading quality of readers, the three advertisements are the cover page, the thickened inner page and the back cover, Xuecai Stationery Factory bought out the first two advertising spaces, and there is still one back cover. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This back cover was specially left by Gu Bei.

He wanted to make a public service print advertisement for the 29 orphans.

For every magazine sold, the Solo Singer donated five cents to the orphanage.

Love marketing this thing has long been played bad in later generations, large companies like to engage, small companies prefer to engage, some bosses have no money in their pockets in order to advertise, organize employees to send hot water to sanitation workers have to hype a lot, but now it is still 2001, this kind of public welfare marketing is done well, it is still very popular with everyone.

For Gu Bei, this is also a good thing to kill three birds with one stone, marketing and promoting "Soloist", which can promote the sales of the magazine, and can also make a modest contribution to that group of orphans, and can also attract donations from some well-wishers for that group of orphans, why not do it.

In his previous life, he didn't have much ability, and he couldn't do anything about it when he looked at that group of poor orphans, he was not a kind-hearted person, and his ambition to help the world was not something that ordinary people like him should care about, but Xia Nuo cared, Xia Nuo wanted to help this group of orphans, and now he also has the ability to do something small, so he will do it.

Gu Bei borrowed Li Yusheng's SLR camera and went to Furong Street, preparing to take a few sets of photos for the group of orphans for print advertising.

When Gu Bei came to the door of the orphanage, he ran into Xiaohua who came out of the door.

Xiaohua has mild congenital heart disease, which affects her physical development, plus her nutrition can't keep up, she is thin and small, the hem of the printed cotton coat she wears on her body is almost to her knees, and there are not a few taels of meat on her face, shriveled, and her pair of black eyes are particularly big, and she is about to go out with a hemp bag at the moment, and when she sees Gu Bei, she shouted with surprise on her face: "Brother Xiaobei, you are here!"

"Xiaohua, is your grandfather at home?" Gu Bei often comes with Xia Nuo, and these children have already regarded Gu Bei as a big brother, of course, they are not so close to Xia Nuo.

Xiaohua shook her little head: "Grandpa has picked up garbage." ”

Gu Bei glanced at the hemp bag that Xiaohua was dragging in his hand: "What are you carrying?"

Xiaohua smiled and said, "Charcoal, my grandmother is selling roasted sweet potatoes." ”

"Let's go, I'll send it to you. Gu Bei stretched out his hand and lifted the sack containing charcoal in his hand, and saw that Xiaohua's shriveled little hands had a lot of chilblains on the backs of their hands, and some places had ulcers and pus, so he took out his gloves from his pocket and put them on Xiaohua, and then touched her little head: "Let's go, my hands are frostbitten, I'll buy some medicine later." ”

"Thank you, Brother Xiaobei. Xiaohua touched the black leather gloves on her hands, feeling warm, but she took off the gloves again and handed them to Gu Bei: "Dogs, they don't have gloves, I can't ask for ......"

Gu Bei squatted down and put the gloves on Xiaohua's hand again: "Wait a minute, let's go buy it." ”

Xiaohua smiled happily, she jumped in front to lead the way, and suddenly turned around and asked, "By the way, Brother Xiaobei, why didn't Sister Nuo come?"

Gu Beidao: "She has been doing a lot of things recently, let me come and see you." ”

"Oh. Xiaohua's big eyes sparkled: "Brother Xiaobei, are you Sister Nuo's boyfriend?"

Gu Bei smiled: "Do you know what boyfriend means?"

Xiaohua nodded: "I know, I can sleep together, like my grandparents." ”

Gu Bei's heart blossomed.

Walking through the alley, Gu Bei and Xiaohua came to the back street not far from the gate of the Railway College.

"My grandma is over there. ”

Xiaohua stretched out her hand and pointed to the corner of the street, where there was a roasted sweet potato stall, next to a bamboo basket full of sweet potatoes and a coal stove, an old woman sat on a small bench, her face was full of knife wrinkles, her hair was gray, her back was rickety, short and stocky, this is Uncle Yu's wife, her real name is Gu Bei I don't know, she usually calls her Aunt Yu, Aunt Yu is a street cleaner, and when she is fine, she will also do some small business to make a little money.

Aunt Yu saw that Xiaohua had brought Gu Bei, and hurriedly got up and greeted: "Xiaobei is here, there is nothing to eat, try the sweet potatoes baked by the eldest mother." ”

Aunt Yu used iron tongs to pick up the charcoal, turned out a black sweet potato from it, wrapped it in paper and handed it to Gu Bei.

Xiaohua raised her little head and said, "Brother Xiaobei, the sweet potatoes baked by my grandmother are delicious." ”

Gu Bei smiled and took the roasted sweet potato, peeled off the black sweet potato skin, revealing the golden sweet potato flesh inside, and a hot air mixed with a rich fragrance immediately overflowed.

Gu Bei took a bite, and his mouth was hot.

It is particularly pleasant to eat this kind of thing in winter, and this kind of sweet potato has been stored in the sweet potato cellar for a long time, and then buried with extinguished charcoal, and the real rural people will understand that this kind of sweet potato is different from the sweet potato that is usually cooked or roasted, it smells very fragrant, and it tastes sweet and moist, which makes people have an endless aftertaste.

"Brother Xiaobei, slow down, be careful of burning!"

Xiaohua saw that Gu Bei was eating with relish, and a smile appeared on her little face.

Gu Bei stretched out his hand and touched Xiaohua's little head, turned his head to his aunt and asked, "Auntie, is the business okay?"

"There is no business, this kind of small business is not easy to do, it was sold for more than 20 yuan in the morning, and I still have to give people a booth fee, and I may have just earned back the capital at the end of the day." Aunt Yu sighed, the wrinkles on her face seemed to be a little deeper, and the hardships of life were carved into this old man.

Gu Bei turned his head to look, the back street was full of students from the nearby Railway College, there was a lot of traffic, he thought to himself that the business would not be so bad, but roasted sweet potatoes were not a rare thing, and this stall was in the corner, the geographical location was wrong, and a large number of students did not notice.

Gu Bei thought about it, turned around and went to the convenience store next to him to buy a watercolor pen, and asked for a piece of cardboard back to the sweet potato stall, he took the watercolor pen and wrote a few words on the cardboard, and then put it on the bamboo basket full of sweet potatoes.

Aunt Yu was illiterate, stared at the cardboard and asked, "Baby, what is this writing?"

Xiaohua is literate, she stared at the cardboard and said in that crisp and childish childish voice: "Sweeter than first love!"

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