After finishing his morning run, Luo Ye returned to the Family Building, planning to tidy up before heading to class.
On the way to class, his phone rang. After answering, he realized it was his editor, Sister Gua, whom he had not contacted in a long time.
"Yo, Sister Gua, long time no see."
"What kind of bird language was that? Is that you, Fallen Leaf?"
"It's me."
"Fallen Leaf! Where's your new book? It's been a month—where's your new book?!"
Sister Gua's voice was full of anger.
Falling Leaves Return to Roots was no longer a small-time author. After his book ended, many readers had been waiting for the next one, yet he had seemingly vanished without a word.
"Sister Gua, calm down. I'm planning to start a new book after graduation. For the time I have left, I want to properly experience college life."
"So that's how it is. Then here's the question: when are you graduating?" Sister Gua asked in an extremely gentle tone.
"More than a year from now."
"More than a year? Are you kidding me? Listen, Fallen Leaf, the internet moves so fast these days. Forget a year—even after half a year, people might not remember you anymore. My advice is to start your new book early while you still have the fame from your last one, and carry over its traffic."
"I refuse."
Luo Ye stopped walking and said seriously, "My second book doesn't need the traffic from my first. If my second book can only become popular by relying on the first book's traffic, then it proves the second book doesn't have what it takes to become popular. It would also mean that I failed."
"You mean you're refusing to inherit that traffic?"
Sister Gua found it hard to believe. "Do you