One day my math teacher asked me to help him save back-up copies of his work in the computer. I then realized I was able to   1  the grades for all of his classes. I showed him how to copy files from one disk to another and he   2  me.
A few days later he asked me to help him again, because he   3  how to do it. When I began to show this to him, some students in my class   4  and began to talk among themselves   6 . Later that day, at lunch time, I was   5  by several of them.
“Hey, could you help us change our grades in math? We’ll   7  you…”
I could not believe what I was hearing．I could get paid for something very   8 ．" All right．I'll do it．" The next day my math teacher   9  me to help him out．When he was not paying attention, I began to change their grades from F’s to A’s．
I soon became very   10  among my friends. They began to treat me like a god with a magical   11 . I began to change the grades of students．Word    12  quickly and I became very rich．
Everything was going fine    13  I was called into the headmaster's office．When I got there, my teacher was mad, and the headmaster had an angry   14   in his eyes．  "I have known you for three years now．I don't want to   15   what your teacher said, but I'm afraid that I must．He has too much   16  , " he said．" Do you have anything to say   17  yourself?" he asked．
"No．" I said finally．I did not realize how serious my actions had been．I had violated the   18  of my teacher, and the headmaster．And there was no way   19 ．I was forced to leave my school．
That was a good   20   for me．

He wasn’t sick. He wasn’t old. And he wasn’t losing. He had a very good final season and won his last game in 2008. And then he walked away.

Lloyd Carr was 62. That’s a few years earlier than retirement(退休) age in America and many years earlier than some college football coaches say goodbye. How was Carr, who coached University of Michigan, able to leave so easily?

“ It can be intoxicating,” Carr admits. “The Saturday afternoons and the crowds. And when you win, there’s nothing like it.”

But the job needs hard work. The pressure to win. The endless training. The hours are so long that sleeping at the office is a normal thing. I reported Carr’s career at Michigan from 1995 to 2007. I saw him run onto the field before 100,000 cheering fans, saw him enjoy a share of a national championship with a 12-0 season.

And when I visited him recently in retirement, the difference was noticeable. He seems much calmer, relaxed, more at peace. He says, “As much fun as it is, there’s a period when you have other things to deal with.”

Carr knew he wanted to travel, see the world, read more, do other work. He is now connected with a children’s hospital, does some speaking, plays golf, and enjoys relaxing with his wife, Laurie, and their many grandchildren.

Several of today’s big-name coaches are all about Carr’s retirement age. Nick Saban turns 59 this month. Jim Tressel is 57. Frank Beamer is already 63. None of them seems to be slowing down.

So when, I ask Carr, is the right moment to leave such a great job?

He thinks. Finally, he says, “When you love it and can still walk away from it. That’s the right moment.”

1.Lloyd Carr stopped working as a coach because he _______.

A．was too old                            B．was injured seriously

C．had other things to experience             D．followed others’ examples

2.The underlined word “intoxicating” in Paragraph 3 probably means ______.

A．exciting           B．disappointing       C．surprising         D．puzzling

3.It can be inferred from the text that Lloyd Carr ________.

A．was always free after retirement

B．was a failure as a football coach

C．missed the time when he coached

D．enjoyed his retirement life very much

4.The author is most probably ________.

A．a football player                        B．Lloyd Carr’s assistant

C．a retired coach                         D．a sports reporter

Jess really felt very happy. When he arrived at his seat in the classroom that morning, he found an invitation on his desk. It was from several of his classmates asking him to join them on a camping trip. This was the first time he was asked to join in an out-of-school activity. Why were they asking him now? Nobody seemed to like him. In fact，he had been so lonely that he drowned his feeling with food. As a result，he had put on a lot of weight，and this gave the kids something more to make fun of him.

Cindy, who was standing near Jess when he read the invitation, went out quickly to tell the others that the trick（恶作剧）had worked. Everyone was pleased that Jess thought that was true. But there was no camping trip. The whole thing was made up.

At first, Cindy thought it was fun. But later, when Jess told her that he was going to buy a sleeping bag with his savings（积蓄）, Cindy had a second idea. She knew that Jess’s family had little money, and she hated to see him spend his savings on something he would never use. Cindy also hated to tell Jess the truth. Her close friends would be angry with her. What could she do now?

1.The sentence “…he drowned his feeling with food” means “________”.

A. he ate a lot to make himself feel less lonely

B. he asked for a lot of food from his classmates

C. he brought his food to his classmates

D. he had a lot of food to put on weight

2.What would happen if Cindy told Jess the truth?

A. Jess would go on the camping trip himself.

B. Jess's family would be angry with Cindy.

C. Cindy might have trouble with her friends.

D. Jess would be thankful to his classmates.

3.If Jess really bought a sleeping bag, ________.

A. everyone else would also buy one

B. it would be the best in the class

C. Cindy would pay for it

D. he would have it for no use

4.From the story we can guess ________.

A. everybody would go camping in the class

B. Jess had few friends in the class

C. Cindy was Jess’s best friend in the class

D. Jess joined in many out-of-school activities

5.Choose the best title for this passage.

A. Jess and His School          

B. Jess and His Friends

C. An Invitation for Jess      

D. Jess and His Camping Trip

John Smith was a writer, who wrote detective stories for magazines, though he never dealt with criminals（罪犯）. One evening he could not finish an end for a story. He sat in his study（书房）, but he had no ideas. So he decided to go to the cinema.
When he came back, he found that he had had a visitor. Someone had broken into his house. The visitor had had a drink, smoked several of his cigarettes and had read his story. The visitor left him a note.
“I have read your story and I don’t think it is very good. Please read my suggestions and you can finish it. By the way, I am a thief. I’m not going to steal anything tonight. But if you become a successful writer, I will return.”
John read the thief’s suggestions. Then he sat down and wrote the rest of the story. He is still not a successful writer, and he is waiting for his “visitor” to return. Before he goes out in the evening, he always leaves a half-finished story in his study.
56. Detective stories are stories about      .
A. science        B. children      C. the future      D. the police
57. John went to the cinema because                    .
A. he was too tired
B. he wanted to look for a thief
C. he could not finish his story and hoped to get some ideas
D. he wanted to enjoy himself in the cinema
58. The visitor came to John’s house in order to              .
A. steal something  B. read the story  C. have a drink  D. visit the writer
59 The visitor                   .
A. stayed in John’s house for a night    B. took some of John’s things away
C. left John some advice             D. was a good friend of John’s
60. John would like to                    .
A. have a talk with his visitor
B. get more ideas from the visitor
C. make friends with the visitor
D. catch the visitor and take him to the police
DCAC

After two classes, I started to recognize several of the faces in each class. There was always someone braver than the others who would introduce themselves and ask me questions about how I was liking Forks. I tried to be diplomatic, so mostly I just lied a lot to appear to be skilled at dealing with people. At least I never needed the map.
One girl sat next to me in both Trig and Spanish, and she walked with me to the cafeteria for lunch. She was tiny, several inches shorter than my five feet four inches, but her wildly curly dark hair made up a lot of the difference between our heights. I couldn't remember her name, so I smiled and nodded as she gossiped about teachers and classes. I didn't try to keep up.
We sat at the end of a full table with several of her friends, who she introduced to me. I forgot all their names as soon as she spoke them. They seemed impressed by her bravery in speaking to me. The boy from England Eric, waved at me from across the room.
It was there, sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with seven curious strangers, that I first saw them.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where I sat as possible in the long room. There were five of them. They weren't talking, and they weren't eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them. They weren't staring at me, unlike most of the other students, so it was safe to stare at them without fear of meeting an over interested pair of eyes. But it was none of these things that caught and held my attention.
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all extremely, inhumanly beautiful. They were faces you never expected to see except perhaps on the airbrushed pages of a fashion magazine, or painted by an old master as the face of an angel. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful -- maybe the perfect blond girl, or the bronze-haired boy.
【小题1】What does the underlined word “diplomatic” mean?