Professor Zhao leapt on his words. "That's right. She should compensate them. A hundred yuan should do it, as long as she apologizes, too."
"That's too much," Niu Caijie spat.
"Fine. Then I guess you'll just be expelled," Xie Qingqing sneered.
Niu Caijie might have lunged at Xie Qingqing and torn her eyes out, if Tang Qiu's voice hadn't stopped her in her tracks. "You demanded the same from us earlier," she said. "Consider this us returning the favor. Don't bother crying–just take it as your meager contribution to society."
This time, Niu Caijie's tears were born of rage. She couldn't bear to part with her money–but neither could she afford to be expelled. She had no choice but to take out her phone and transfer the designated sum to them. To everyone's surprise, Xie Qingqing immediately gave the money to Principal Pang, requesting that it be used as a donation to the school. He praised her, and even gave her additional credits.
