It wasn't difficult to make a fishing rod. Previously, Fu Xin had already helped the children finish the fishing line. They just had to wrap it around the bamboo pole. After everyone was done, they went home.
The last-minute program ended, and the cameramen also got off work. At eight o'clock, their phones were distributed.
Fu Xin wanted to play with her phone quickly, so she quickly went to wash up, leaving Jiang Xinyuan alone in the room.
Jiang Xinyuan watched as his mother closed the bathroom door. He got off the bed and sneaked out. There were no surveillance cameras in the corridor, so after he went out, the netizens couldn't see him.
There were three fishing rods by the door. One was long, two were short. He had made one of the short ones himself. Then, he picked up the rod that he had made and ran all the way.