单选题—You look unhappy, John. ______?—Well, I found my mother looking through my mobile phone yesterday.AYou want to restBWhat’s wrongCHow do you do
单选题
—You look unhappy, John. ______?—Well, I found my mother looking through my mobile phone yesterday.
A
You want to rest
B
What’s wrong
C
How do you do
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解析：
句意：—John，你看起来不太开心。怎么了？—哎，我昨天发现我妈妈在浏览我的手机。A项意为“你想要休息吗”。B项意为“怎么了”。C项意为“你好”，常用于初次见面时打招呼。根据回答，B项符合对话语境。
句意：—John，你看起来不太开心。怎么了？—哎，我昨天发现我妈妈在浏览我的手机。A项意为“你想要休息吗”。B项意为“怎么了”。C项意为“你好”，常用于初次见面时打招呼。根据回答，B项符合对话语境。
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