He oftenfinds fault with my work.A: criticizesB: praisesC: evaluatesD:talks about
He oftenfinds fault with my work.
A: criticizes
B: praises
C: evaluates
D:talks about
B: praises
C: evaluates
D:talks about
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解析：句意：他经常对我的工作找茬子。句中的find fault with是指“找……的茬子，批评”。 A. criticize意为“批评”，与find fault with意思相近；B. praise意为“表扬”; C. evaluate意为“评佑”;D. talk about意为“谈论”。
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