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Тест 15. Чтение. ЕГЭ по английскому языку
1)
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1 — 8
и текстами
A — G
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В задании один заголовок лишний
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1.
Online community
2.
Travel safety
3.
Friend turned enemy
4.
Social network safety
5.
Unhelpful friends
6.
Nature’s enemy
7.
Online trouble
8.
Helping the community
A.
Have you ever had a friend who asks for favours all the time, but rarely gives them in return? They don’t think twice about asking you to do something for them, and whenever you bring up the problem, they brush it off as if it’s no big deal. Or they say that’s what friends are for, to help one another. It’s then that you realise they’re not much of a friend.
B.
Joining a neighbourhood clean-up effort is an inspiring thing to do. It’s a direct way of making a difference in your world, and it helps improve your living standards. It’s also a great opportunity for getting to know the people who live near you, which might be useful when you’re in need, and vice versa. If your neighbourhood doesn’t do this sort of thing, now’s the time to start.
C.
If you’ve ever had your identity stolen, you’re not alone. It happens to millions of people every year, and thieves gain millions of pounds from the activity. It often happens because a hacker has broken into our accounts by way of a computer virus we accidentally downloaded. If it happens to you, make sure you let your banks know to get your bank cards cancelled, and tell the police.
D.
Belonging to a social network is a useful pastime. It gives us an opportunity to share our thoughts and news with a like-minded group of individuals all at once. We can even meet new people who either agree with our ideas or contribute to a constructive debate. It’s entertaining to read everyone’s posts, which are sometimes funny but can also be thought-provoking, or maybe even sad. It’s a useful experience nonetheless.
E.
Whenever you go abroad, you must keep an eye on your belongings. You don’t want to become a victim of pick-pocketing. A useful tip is to place your money in your front pocket, as it’s less likely to be stolen there. It’s also wise to have your passport put away safely, or kept inside your jacket. Keep things zipped up, and never leave a bag unattended.
F.
When we discard plastic items carelessly, an animal may find it and have an unfortunate incident. For example, the plastic rings that go round a six-pack of drinks cans can get stuck round a small animal’s neck. The animal might wear that piece of plastic for the rest of its life, or until someone comes along and removes it. We really should be mindful of where we throw things.
G.
It’s a terrible feeling when you realise someone close to you is saying bad things about you behind your back. You feel humiliated and angry on learning the truth, that someone you trusted isn’t trustworthy at all. You confront them about it, and they deny ever saying anything. An argument may follow, but eventually you decide that this isn’t the kind of person you want to spend time with.
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B
C
D
E
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2)
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частями предложений, обозначенными цифрами
1 — 7
. Одна из частей в списке 1—7
лишняя
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Indian food in the UK
The British have had a close relationship with Indian food for centuries. The colonial ties between India and the UK began in the early 1600s,
___ (A)
.
In the late 1700s it wasn’t uncommon to see coffee houses serving curries alongside traditional British meals. The first dedicated Indian restaurant opened its doors in London in 1809, although it struggled due to peoples preferences to eat at home during that period. The owner ended up closing its doors after about three decades of service
___ (B)
.
When Queen Victoria staffed her kitchen with Indian cooks, popularity for the cuisine really took off. Cookbooks taught British homemakers how
___ (C)
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There was then a cooling-off period for this spicy fare. A revolt in India against British rule in 1857 meant curry wouldn’t be so fashionable for a while. In the years after that, its popularity would ebb and flow, and by the late 1800s,
___ (D)
.
In the early 20th century, many people from the Indian subcontinent were migrating to Britain, and they bought up some of the run-down restaurants and transformed them into curry houses. Aware of people’s eating habits, Bangladeshi restaurateurs stayed open until late into the evening
___ (E)
. Soon enough, Indian food was popular again.
Today, there are hundreds of Indian restaurants across the UK. Some dishes have been modified to a certain extent, such as British versions which introduce beef into the recipe,
___ (F)
. Overall, the cuisine has become such a mainstay of the British diet that chicken tikka masala is referred to as a national dish.
1.
French rather than Indian cooking was popular in British kitchens
2.
an ingredient rarely used in India because many sub-cultures don’t allow it
3.
due to some versions of Indian cuisine becoming popular for breakfast
4.
due to the struggle of paying his bills while suffering from a lack of business
5.
and the British soldiers in India craved the food when they returned home
6.
to catch people when they were returning home from a night out
7.
to make the most flavourful Indian dishes in their own homes
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
In what way did the author sympathise with the lead actor?
1) She was mainly concerned about her illness.
2) She worried that the actor may never perform again.
3) She felt it must be hard to accept the situation.
4) She felt the actor had been put under too much pressure.
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
The expression ‘steal her thunder’ in the second paragraph means...
1) take a possession.
2) make someone feel bad about something.
3) take someone’s glory.
4) make a strong impression.
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
What does the author say about her preparations as an understudy?
1) The duties are largely unappreciated by others.
2) There is no one there to share the pain with.
3) She has to learn the role better than the actor she’s replacing.
4) She’s not required to do anything other than learn the main role.
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
Before the author learnt she would be playing the lead, she...
1) never thought the day would come.
2) hoped the day would never come.
3) did everything she could to prepare for it.
4) tried to get other roles in the play.
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
What happened when the director broke the news to the author?
1) She lost her strength and balance.
2) She made a terrible face.
3) She expressed that she didn’t think she was ready.
4) She was overcome with joy.
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
'It' in ‘I hadn’t thought about it before’ in the fifth paragraph refers to...
1) the role of Lady Macbeth.
2) being centre stage.
3) backing out of a commitment.
4) remembering her lines.
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The understudy
When the lead actor for whom I was an understudy fell terribly ill with pneumonia the night before the opening of our play, I should have felt awful for her. I did, in a way. Not so much because she was ill - I was sure she’d pull through - but because it must have been gut-wrenching to have rehearsed for so many moons, as we all had, only to be struck with such disappointment.
I know how this already appears to you: I was happy that she had fallen ill. After all, this was my golden opportunity to shine as the star of the production, and the way to fulfil my dreams of becoming an acting legend. I was going to seize the day and steal her thunder, never mind that we were friends and that I owed so much to her, what with her helping me get the role of her understudy in the first place. (It was very generous of her to put my name forward; she knew that I might one day take her place. Her attitude was always 'If someone can do it as well as me, let them do it.' I admired her for that.)
Naturally, I had always hoped for a big break in theatre, to get to actually perform at the centre of the production, rather than just remain on the sidelines. Most people don’t quite realise the kind of effort an understudy puts into a production. I’m not only learning the roles of the master, I’ve also got my own minor part to excel at. I must learn more lines than anyone else, well, except for the understudy for the male lead, who was my kindred spirit, the one I could console and be consoled by.
But if I felt any happiness about Annette’s misfortune, it was unbeknown to me. In truth, when I heard the news about her ill health, less than a day before the opening night, nothing could have kept my heart from sinking into my stomach. Naturally, I had poured every effort into perfecting the role in case such a thing might ever happen, but I had somehow felt a bit of comfort in knowing that I wouldn’t be the star just yet. I felt I still needed some time to develop my craft, and what better way to do that than to practise in my minor role. That comfort all disappeared in an instant. I felt a bit weak at the knees, actually, and I had to struggle to put on a brave face when the director told me it was I who would be playing Lady Macbeth.
I basically had less than twenty-four hours to prepare myself to be the star of the show. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought about it before, but possibility versus reality is a different story altogether. I was really and truly going to be in the lead. And furthermore, how many people were coming to see the performance because they adored Annette? What would be going through their minds when the director announced that Julie Hardy would be playing her role? Would I have to endure a round of faint sighs? I would be grateful not to see their faces, and I’d probably have my ears covered when the announcement was made.
Luckily, I was surrounded by a supportive cast, who cheered me on. They must have assumed I’d be nervous, despite my attempts to hide it. Of course, if I couldn’t pretend that I was in control and ready to shine, how good an actor would I really be?
What concerned the author about the announcement?
1) What her fellow actors would think.
2) What the director thought.
3) What the audience would think.
4) What the director would actually say.
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