Practice English Reading Exercises for B2 – Creative & Performing Arts 1

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Reading 1

You are going to read an article about a teenager who acted in a school play.

For questions 1-6, choose the answer (A, B, C or D) which you think fits best according to the text.

Opening Night Nerves

The heavy velvet curtains of the school hall were drawn tightly shut, but they did little to muffle the low hum of the waiting audience. Standing in the dimly lit wings, I felt my heart pounding like a trapped bird. Tonight was the opening performance of our school’s ambitious production of a classic 19th-century mystery. I had spent three months memorising my lines, attending exhausting rehearsals, and sacrificing my weekends to perfect my character’s accent. Yet, as I listened to the muffled coughs and rustling programs on the other side of the curtain, a wave of profound stage fright washed over me. I felt convinced that my mind was a completely blank slate. My palms were sweating, and I kept frantically repeating my opening monologue under my breath, terrified that the words would vanish when I needed them most.

My drama teacher gave me an encouraging nod as the opening music swelled. Stepping out from the comforting shadows into the glaring heat of the stage lights was like entering another universe. The audience was a dark, silent void beyond the edge of the stage, but I could feel hundreds of eyes tracking my every movement. I took a deep breath, walked over to the antique desk, and delivered my first few lines flawlessly. My co-star, Chloe, responded with her usual dramatic flair. For the first ten minutes, the scene flowed beautifully. I began to relax, allowing myself to actually inhabit the character rather than just mechanically reciting words. The rhythm of the dialogue carried us, and I finally understood why actors spoke so passionately about the thrill of performing.

Then, disaster struck. We reached the pivotal moment of the first act, where my character was supposed to reveal a shocking secret. Chloe delivered her intense setup line, stared at me with expectant eyes, and… nothing. The crucial paragraph of dialogue had completely evaporated from my brain. The silence that followed was agonizing. It stretched on for what felt like an eternity, though it was probably only a few seconds. I could see a flicker of genuine confusion cross Chloe’s face, which quickly morphed into disguised panic. In the past, this would have caused me to freeze completely or even run away. My throat felt painfully tight, and the blinding stage lights suddenly seemed oppressive, spotlighting my failure for the entire school to witness.

However, the sheer adrenaline pumping through my veins forced my brain into survival mode. I realised that standing there helplessly was not an option, and abandoning the scene would ruin the entire production. I took a slow, deliberate breath, channelling the arrogant personality of my character. If I couldn’t remember the exact script, I would have to invent something that conveyed the same meaning. I leaned forward, slammed my hands on the desk to create a dramatic effect, and delivered a completely improvised speech. I used vocabulary I thought a 19th-century detective might use, keeping my voice steady. Chloe’s eyes widened in surprise, but she seamlessly caught the new cue and responded perfectly.

When the curtain finally fell at the end of the act, the applause from the auditorium was thunderous. As we hurried off stage, my drama teacher was waiting in the wings. I braced myself for a strict lecture about sticking to the script, but instead, he clapped me proudly on the shoulder. “Brilliant save,” he beamed. The relief was overwhelming. Walking back to the dressing room, my initial terror was entirely replaced by a swelling sense of pride. I had faced every actor’s worst nightmare and survived. The performance hadn’t been flawless, but I had discovered a hidden resilience within myself. I knew then that whatever happened next, I could handle it.

 

1   How did the writer feel while waiting behind the curtains?

     (A) anxious that he would be unable to recall his lines

     (B) annoyed by the amount of noise the audience was making

     (C) regretful about giving up his free time for rehearsals

     (D) confident because he had perfected his character’s accent

2   How did the writer’s attitude change during the first ten minutes on stage?

     (A) He realised he preferred standing in the shadows rather than the glaring heat.

     (B) He began to appreciate the joy of acting as he became more comfortable.

     (C) He was surprised by how dramatically Chloe responded to his lines.

     (D) He felt relieved that the audience remained a silent void.

3   What does ‘this‘ refer to in paragraph 3?

     (A) feeling a painful tightness in his throat

     (B) the blinding lights shining on the stage

     (C) experiencing a mental block in front of an audience

     (D) Chloe staring at him with expectant eyes

4   What do we learn about the writer’s improvised speech?

     (A) It involved him physically running across the stage.

     (B) It successfully matched the tone and era of the play.

     (C) It confused Chloe so much that she missed her cue.

     (D) It was something he had practiced doing during rehearsals.

5   Why was the writer surprised by his teacher’s reaction at the end of the act?

     (A) He expected his teacher to be waiting in the dressing room.

     (B) He assumed the teacher hadn’t noticed his mistake.

     (C) He thought the audience’s thunderous applause would anger his teacher.

     (D) He had anticipated being criticised for changing the dialogue.

 What is the writer’s main purpose in the text?

     (A) to explain how a challenging moment led to personal growth

     (B) to give advice to teenagers who suffer from stage fright

     (C) to describe the process of preparing for a school play

     (D) to warn other students about the dangers of not memorizing lines

Answer Key & Explanations

 A: The text states that the writer kept repeating his opening monologue because he was “terrified that the words would vanish when I needed them most.” This paraphrases being anxious about recalling his lines. Option D uses the exact words “perfected his character’s accent,” but the text says he was terrified, not confident. Option C is a partial truth (he gave up free time) but he doesn’t regret it.

2   B: In the second paragraph, the writer notes that as the scene flowed, he “began to relax” and “finally understood why actors spoke so passionately about the thrill of performing.” This matches option B. Option C is incorrect because he states Chloe responded with her “usual” flair, meaning he wasn’t surprised by it. Option D is a false match; the audience is described as a “silent void”, but this is not what brings him relief or changes his attitude.

3   C: The word ‘this’ refers to the entire disastrous situation unfolding—his mind going completely blank and the resulting agonizing silence/panic on stage. Option A is a consequence that happens after the reference word. Option D is merely the action right before he forgot his lines, not the core cause of his panic.

4   B: The text mentions that he channelled the “arrogant personality of my character,” “conveyed the same meaning,” and used “vocabulary I thought a 19th-century detective might use.” This means the speech matched the tone and era of the play. Option C is the opposite of the text (she “caught the new cue and responded perfectly”). Option D is unstated and incorrect; he “invented” it on the spot.

5   D: The writer states he “braced myself for a strict lecture about sticking to the script,” meaning he expected to get in trouble for changing his lines. Instead, the teacher praised him. Option B is wrong because expecting a “lecture about sticking to the script” means he knew the teacher noticed. Option A is a false match; the teacher was in the wings, but the location was not the source of surprise.

6   A: The overall narrative arcs from a moment of intense panic to overcoming the challenge, concluding with the writer reflecting that he had “discovered a hidden resilience within myself” and could handle whatever happened next. Option B is too general and incorrect; the text is a personal story, not an advice column. Option C only covers the very beginning of the text, missing the main point of the story.

Reading 2

You are going to read a magazine article about a student who tries stand-up comedy to overcome his shyness.

For questions 1-6, choose the answer (A, B, C or D) which you think fits best according to the text.

Dying on Stage: My First Stand-Up Comedy Experience

For most nineteen-year-old university students, a typical Friday night involves hanging out with friends or simply catching up on much-needed sleep. For me, however, it involved pacing nervously backstage at a local comedy club called The Laughing Goat. I had always been the quietest person in the room, preferring to blend into the wallpaper rather than speak up. Yet, here I was, waiting to perform a five-minute stand-up routine. I hadn’t lost a foolish bet; I had signed up voluntarily. I reasoned that if I forced myself to face my ultimate fear head-on, my daily struggles with social anxiety might diminish. If I could survive standing alone on a stage, surely I could handle a standard university seminar without panicking.

The venue was packed, and the low hum of chatter from the audience only amplified my nerves. When the host finally called my name, my legs felt like lead. Walking towards the microphone, I was convinced everyone could hear my heart hammering against my ribs. I had spent weeks rehearsing my routine in front of my bedroom mirror, meticulously perfecting my timing. However, staring into the blinding glare of the spotlights, I immediately realised that performing for my reflection was entirely different from facing expectant strangers. The darkness beyond the stage felt vast and intimidating, completely draining the fleeting confidence I had built up earlier.

Taking a deep breath, I gripped the microphone stand and launched into my opening joke. It was a supposedly clever observation about public transport that had made my flatmate laugh out loud. I delivered the punchline and paused, eagerly waiting for the anticipated wave of amusement. Instead, I was met with absolute, deafening silence. Someone in the back coughed awkwardly. I hurriedly moved on to my second joke, my voice trembling slightly. Again, nothing. The audience stared back at me with expressions ranging from polite pity to outright boredom. I had always known stand-up was difficult, but I hadn’t expected it to be quite this humiliating.

By the third minute, I was dripping with sweat and feeling entirely out of my depth. My mind raced, desperately searching for an escape route. I strongly considered faking a sudden illness and sprinting off the stage. The carefully written script I had memorised had completely vanished from my brain. With nothing left to lose, I let out a heavy sigh, lowered the microphone, and looked directly at a stern-looking man in the front row. ‘You know,’ I said, my voice finally sounding natural, ‘I’ve had more supportive reactions from my cat when I accidentally step on his tail. And to be honest, he genuinely hates me.’

For a tense split second, the room remained entirely quiet. Then, the stern man let out a sudden, loud snort of amusement. A few other people chuckled. Before I knew what was happening, the chuckle rippled through the crowd, building into genuine, warm laughter. The sheer relief that washed over me was indescribable, and the tight tension in my shoulders instantly melted away. Realising that acknowledging my disastrous situation was far funnier than my rehearsed material, I spent my remaining time making spontaneous jokes about my terrible performance and my overwhelming shyness. They absolutely loved it.

When my time was up, I thanked the audience and walked off to a respectable round of applause. I certainly hadn’t turned into a world-class comedian overnight, and my brief career in stand-up was probably going to begin and end right there. Nevertheless, as I stepped out into the cool night air, I couldn’t stop grinning. I had deliberately put myself in the most terrifying situation I could imagine, and I had survived. Next week’s history presentation suddenly didn’t seem so daunting after all.

 

1   Why did the narrator decide to perform stand-up comedy?

     (A) He wanted to prove to his friends that he wasn’t always quiet.

     (B) He had been forced into doing it after losing a challenge.

     (C) He hoped the extreme experience would help him overcome his shyness.

     (D) He needed to practice a presentation he had to give at university.

 How did the narrator feel when he first stood on the stage?

     (A) Frustrated because he couldn’t see the audience through the bright lights.

     (B) Unprepared because he hadn’t rehearsed his routine enough times.

     (C) Relieved that the crowd was quieter than he had originally expected.

     (D) Overwhelmed by the realization of how different it was from practicing alone.

3   What does the word ‘it’ refer to in paragraph 3?

     (A) the audience’s silence

     (B) doing stand-up

     (C) his second joke

     (D) a tough crowd

 What prompted the narrator to change his routine in the fourth paragraph?

     (A) He was interrupted by a stern man sitting in the front row.

     (B) He felt he had no other choices left to salvage the situation.

     (C) He suddenly recalled a funny story about his pet cat.

     (D) He decided to fake a sudden illness to get off the stage.

 How did the narrator spend the rest of his time on stage?

     (A) He returned to the script he had originally memorised.

     (B) He made fun of a specific person sitting in the audience.

     (C) He delivered unscripted jokes about his own awkward situation.

     (D) He gave a serious explanation of his social anxiety.

6   What is the writer’s main conclusion about his comedy experience?

     (A) It revealed a hidden talent for entertaining people.

     (B) It successfully served its intended psychological purpose.

     (C) It convinced him to pursue a career in the entertainment industry.

     (D) It was a humiliating disaster that he deeply regrets doing.

Answer Key & Explanations

1   C: The text states that he reasoned “if I forced myself to face my ultimate fear head-on, my daily struggles with social anxiety might diminish.” Distractor A is unstated (friends are mentioned as what other students are doing). Distractor B is the opposite of the text (“I hadn’t lost a foolish bet”). Distractor D is a partial truth; he mentions a university presentation, but he is not practicing for it, he is doing comedy to make the presentation feel easier by comparison.

 D: The narrator notes that staring into the lights, he “immediately realised that performing for my reflection was entirely different from facing expectant strangers,” which drained his confidence. Distractor A is a false match; the lights were blinding, but he was intimidated by the dark, not frustrated. Distractor B is the opposite (he spent weeks rehearsing).

3   B: The pronoun refers back to the general act/concept mentioned in the previous clause: “I had always known stand-up was difficult, but I hadn’t expected it to be quite this humiliating.”

4   B: The text says that his script vanished and “With nothing left to lose,” he sighed and just spoke naturally to the audience. Distractor A is a false match; he looked at the stern man, but the man didn’t interrupt him. Distractor C is a partial truth; he made a joke about his cat, but he didn’t recall a specific story, he was just improvising out of desperation. Distractor D is false; he considered faking an illness, but did not actually do it.

5   C: The text states he spent his remaining time “making spontaneous jokes about my terrible performance and my overwhelming shyness.” Distractor A is the opposite (he abandoned his rehearsed material). Distractor B is a false match; he spoke to the stern man, but he made fun of himself. Distractor D is a false match; he joked about his shyness, he didn’t give a serious explanation.

6   B: The writer concludes that because he survived the terrifying ordeal, his “history presentation suddenly didn’t seem so daunting after all,” which matches his original goal of diminishing his anxiety. Distractor A and C are the opposite of the text (“certainly hadn’t turned into a world-class comedian”, “career… was probably going to begin and end right there”). Distractor D is the opposite of his final emotional state (“I couldn’t stop grinning”).

Reading 3

You are going to read a magazine article about a teenager’s first experience with oil painting.

For questions 1-6, choose the answer (A, B, C or D) which you think fits best according to the text.

Masterpiece or Mud?

When I unpacked the wooden easel and pristine tubes of oil paint I had purchased with my accumulated pocket money, I was absolutely convinced I was on the verge of creating a masterpiece. Having watched countless online tutorials, I imagined myself effortlessly blending vibrant colours on the canvas, channelling my inner Van Gogh. I had set up a makeshift studio in the corner of my bedroom, carefully laying down old newspapers to protect the carpet. If I had known how messy and demanding the medium actually was, I might have opted for watercolours instead. But at that moment, my expectations were sky-high.

The initial stages went surprisingly well. I squeezed dollops of crimson, ultramarine, and yellow ochre onto my wooden palette, admiring how professional it looked. Taking a deep breath, I dipped my brush into the thick, buttery paint and made my first confident stroke across the white canvas. For the first hour, everything seemed to be going according to plan. I was attempting to paint a landscape based on a photograph I had taken during a recent family holiday to the coast. The sky was coming together nicely, and I felt a surge of pride. It must have been beginner’s luck, because the illusion of competence didn’t last long.

The problems began when I moved on to the intricate details of the rocky shoreline. Oil paint, unlike acrylic, takes days to dry. While this allows for beautiful blending, it also means that if you are not careful, fresh layers of paint will mix with the wet layers underneath. Ignoring the advice I’d heard about working slowly, I impatiently applied a dark brown shadow directly over a wet patch of light grey. Instead of creating depth, the colours merged into a dull, unattractive sludge. Panic set in. The harder I tried to fix the mistake by adding more paint, the worse it became. Soon, my vibrant coastal scene had transformed into a depressing, muddy blur.

I stared at the ruined canvas, my initial enthusiasm entirely replaced by bitter frustration. It was a disaster. I felt foolish for having invested so much time and money into a hobby I clearly had no talent for. Tempted to hurl my brushes across the room, I instead dropped them into a jar of solvent and stormed out of my bedroom. I went downstairs, slumped onto the living room sofa, and declared to my mother that I was officially giving up art. She smiled sympathetically and suggested I take a break and look at it again the following day with a fresh pair of eyes.

The next afternoon, I reluctantly returned to my ‘studio’. The painting was still wet, and looking at the smeared canvas made me cringe. However, recalling an article I had read about famous artists who routinely painted over their mistakes, I picked up a palette knife. With a sudden burst of determination, I scraped off the muddy layers of paint, revealing the stained but salvageable canvas beneath. It was surprisingly satisfying. I realised that oil painting wasn’t about getting everything perfect on the very first try; it was a forgiving medium that allowed for endless revisions, provided you had the patience to let things dry.

I started again, but this time my approach was entirely different. I applied thinner layers, took frequent breaks, and accepted that making mistakes was an unavoidable part of the learning process. My coastal landscape never quite reached the standard of the photograph, but it had a unique, textured charm of its own. I haven’t become a master painter, but I have learned a valuable lesson in resilience. Whenever I face a setback now, whether in art or in life, I remind myself that it is usually possible to scrape away the mud and start fresh.

 

1   What does the writer reveal about her initial attitude towards painting?

     (A) She was overly confident about her ability to produce great art.

     (B) She wished she had chosen to use watercolours instead of oils.

     (C) She spent a large amount of money setting up a professional studio.

     (D) She was nervous about making a mess on her bedroom carpet.

2   How did the writer feel during the first hour of painting?

     (A) anxious that her beginner’s luck would soon run out

     (B) surprised by how thick and buttery the paint felt

     (C) disappointed that the landscape didn’t match her photograph

     (D) encouraged by the apparent success of her work

3   What caused the painting to turn into a ‘muddy blur’ in the third paragraph?

     (A) The writer forgot the advice she had been given about painting.

     (B) The writer failed to wait before adding new colours.

     (C) The writer used a dark brown shadow instead of a light grey one.

     (D) The oil paint took much longer to dry than the writer expected.

4   When the writer went downstairs to speak to her mother, she was

     (A) hopeful that her mother could help her fix the ruined canvas.

     (B) angry that she had thrown her expensive brushes across the room.

     (C) convinced that her investment in the new hobby had been a waste.

     (D) relieved to be taking a break from the exhausting activity.

 What does the word ‘It‘ refer to in paragraph 5?

     (A) reading an article about famous artists

     (B) the act of removing the ruined paint

     (C) the stained canvas beneath the paint

     (D) a sudden burst of determination

6   What is the writer’s main purpose in the text as a whole?

     (A) to show how overcoming a creative frustration led to personal growth

     (B) to advise beginners on the best techniques for blending oil paints

     (C) to explain why oil painting is a particularly difficult medium to master

     (D) to encourage people to strive for perfection in their chosen hobbies

Answer Key & Explanations

1   A: The writer states she “was absolutely convinced I was on the verge of creating a masterpiece” and that her “expectations were sky-high.” This paraphrases option A. Option B is a False Match; she says she might have opted for watercolours if she had known it was messy, not that she actually wished it at the start. Option C is a Partial Truth; she spent pocket money, but it was a “makeshift” studio, not a professional one. Option D is incorrect; she protected the carpet but was not described as nervous about it.

 D: The text says “everything seemed to be going according to plan” and she “felt a surge of pride.” This matches being encouraged by her success. Option A is an Information Misplaced distractor; she only realised it was beginner’s luck after the first hour. Option B uses exact words (“thick, buttery paint”) but she wasn’t surprised by this feeling. Option C is the Opposite; she was happy with the sky coming together nicely.

3   B: The text explains that she “impatiently applied a dark brown shadow directly over a wet patch,” causing the colours to merge. This matches failing to wait. Option A is a Misleading distractor; she “ignored” the advice, she didn’t “forget” it. Option C is a False Match; she put brown over grey, not instead of it. Option D is a Partial Truth; oil paint does take a long time to dry, but it was her impatience, not the paint itself, that caused the mud.

4   C: The text says she “felt foolish for having invested so much time and money into a hobby I clearly had no talent for” and declared she was “giving up.” Option A is an Unstated distractor; she didn’t ask her mother to fix it. Option B is a False Match; she was “tempted to hurl” her brushes, but dropped them in a jar instead. Option D is a Partial Truth; her mother suggested taking a break, but the writer was feeling frustrated, not relieved.

5   B: The pronoun “It” refers back to the action described in the previous sentence: “I scraped off the muddy layers of paint… It was surprisingly satisfying.” Option A is an action that happened earlier in the paragraph. Option C is the object being revealed, but the action of scraping is what was satisfying. Option D is a prepositional phrase describing how she did it, not the action itself.

6   A: The final paragraph summarizes the text’s purpose: learning to accept mistakes, finding “textured charm,” and learning a “valuable lesson in resilience.” Option B is a Partial Truth; she mentions some techniques (thinner layers), but it is a personal story, not a guide. Option C is too specific and misses the positive resolution. Option D is the Opposite of the text; she explicitly learns to accept that “making mistakes was an unavoidable part” and stops aiming for perfection.

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