The Monkey Master's Mischief

The man pulled out a bunch of keys from his belt, found the corresponding one and untied the chain on the new monkey's neck. He then turned his back to everyone and poked its head with his finger as a warning to not run away.

He arranged the two big dogs on each side of it to prevent it from running away.

The new monkey rubbed its sore neck and looked at the fierce big dogs. It curled up its body even tighter. He slammed his fists and typed it. Although it was better than before, it was often distracted when the big dogs and spectators were around.

The audience stood around for a long time and gradually became impatient. After all, the mosquitoes were still around, annoying everyone as they kept on biting them from time to time.

"Boss, is there anything new?"

"If not, then we'll be on our way."

"Yeah, just let the monkey do somersaults. It's more interesting, plus I didn't have time to record it just now so do it again!"